Canary Row

Sylvester and Tweety had only been co-starring for a few years by this point, but Granny appears to be the prototype for the current - if unrealistic - image of the senior citizen kicking booty. As a cat lover, I've always wondered why Sylvester has to suffer so much in these cartoons, even if he's a sinister predator. But in "Canary Row", he suffers at the hands of Tweety, Granny, and even the desk clerk. Will that feline ever get what he wants?! Anyway, it's a pretty funny cartoon. Tweety is sort of the epitome of a facade hiding something nasty.

Watch for a sign advertising "Friz" (Freleng, that is).

Friz Freleng's 'Canary Row' is a pretty standard Sylvester and Tweety cartoon that somehow got itself nominated for an Oscar. Even more bizarrely, its producer withdrew the nomination for some unknown reason. The main reason for 'Canary Row' gaining heightened attention is probably the first appearance of Granny. To people like me who have grown up watching these cartoons for years, Granny is a well established character and her appearance here is just standard antics. To an audience who had never seen her before, however, Granny added a certain something new to the old cat and bird formula. Granny undoubtedly steals the cartoon, featuring prominently in the few jokes that work. When she's not on screen, the cartoon sags and reverts to predictable, overused gags. Which is not to say that Granny's presence makes every scene great. She plays a significant role in the extended and thoroughly pointless monkey sequence, the most half-hearted joke of the cartoon after the tired ropeswing-into-the-side-of-the-building time filler. I'm not a huge fan of Friz Freleng's Tweety and Sylvester series (I greatly prefer the characters when they appear without each other) but there are certain episodes that stand out as being vastly superior. 'Canary Row' is certainly not one of them, falling firmly into the run-of-the-mill chase category. Oscar material it ain't!

Oh-Oh! - It looks like that bad, ol' putty-tat is up to no good once again.

Surveying the downtown area from his lookout point inside the office of the "Bird Watchers' Society", Sylvester spies (with his big, bloodshot eyes) a very tasty morsel (across the street) sitting on a windowsill of the Broken Arms Apartments.

And, with that scenario setting the tone of 1950's "Canary Row" - We find Sylvester (that conniving feline), once again, stooping to just about anything in order to capture and consume cute, little Tweety.

But, have no fear! 'Cause Granny is near. And, she will see to it that absolutely no harm comes to her darling, little Tweety... (Yep. You can count on Granny for that)

This was an entertaining cartoon, but what made it was Granny. I love how she defends Tweety by bashing Sylvester on the head with her umbrella. Sylvester is his crafty and raspacious self, and Tweety is still cute. This wouldn't be possible without the vocals of Mel Blanc, is there anything this genius cannot do? Seemingly not. Characters aside, Sylvester's attempts to capture Tweety are funny and devious, using various disguises including a street monkey. Also the animation smooth and colourful, and the music(such as the simple "I am a Tweety who lives in a cage") is well done. Overall, well worth seeing, not the best of the Looney Tunes canon or the best Sylvester and Tweety cartoon but definitely a good one. 9/10 Bethany Cox

Sylvester cat spies Tweety bird in a hotel room across the street, but no dog or cats are allowed in there, as per the rules of the management. So he must improvise, but gets more than he has bargained for with Tweety's owner, Granny in a pretty standard Sylvester and Tweety cartoon. It's known high and wide that I dislike Tweety and Granny with a searing intense passion. Fortunately Sylvester's antics are what makes this one watchable and even humorous in a few instances. This animated short can be found on disc 4 of the Looney Tunes Golden Collection Volume 1.

My Grade: C+