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| Zombie College and Pork Chops,
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Jerry Carpenter,
20 January 1999 |
Rating: F4
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I’ve written here before that Internet humour is a miss and miss affair, with most spam ripping off previous spam (the
.dance/ mpgs of violent accidents/genital exposure ad infinitum), and the best stuff has ultra-short shelf life – last weeks ‘Whassup’ chuckle-fest will get you a dead-arm and P45 a week later. So when something genuinely gets the nerd-troops chuckling I’m first to fly the thumbs-ups flag.
"Zombie College" is a glossy Flash cartoon courtesy of icebox.com, which otherwise contains pretty weak pop culture jokes. But this story of a wet behind the ears Freshman being indoctrinated into the Frat House of the dead is crackingly paced and admirably single-minded in it’s pursuit to flog the life out of every living dead gag possible. Whatever grumbles I have about the drawing style ( the faces are too bug-eyed, the colours a bit too bright ) are off-set by the most rockin’ theme tune I’ve heard this millenium, anywhere. Now that’s metal fret-widdling par excellance!
The episodes are petite and the story is hardly epic, but the bite-size low-brow gore humour is perfect for your boring office environment. There’s even a handy game of spade-the-zombie to play while you wait for the episode to download.
While the "Zombie College" brand of humour isn’t too far from your average not-just-for-kids TV cartoons, I can safely say that we’ll not be seeing anything like "Porkchops" anywhere else for a loooong time. It’s one of the Flash cartoons on bullseyeart.com, which specialises in a somewhat more esoteric area of comedy, and "Porkchops’, which concerns the adventures of a screaming horny donkey, is the jewel.
There’s not much of a story to speak of, and the animation-style is a bloody mess. But there’s graphic depravity the like of which I’ve never seen, and screaming and shouting on a level with the best of the raving drunks who congregate around my local tube station on weekend evenings. It keeps flinging it at you, and inevitably it hits. Whether it’s the horrid ‘MONKEYMEAT!’ shouty man in episode 1 the whale-ship transformation in 3, or Don Key’s outrageous Vegas performance in number 4, something has to strike a chord in the average sick-humour loving mind. Maybe I’m dreaming here, but I’m of a mind that hopes if "Porkchops" was to catch on in the same fashion as the "Wassup" Bud-ads and hamster-dance, then we could be seeing the catchphrase "Waaa-gina !" being shouted around the office for a while. Surely that’s progressive stuff.
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