A Street Cat Named Sylvester (1953)

Must See Movie...

Memorable, crazy movie

everything you have heard about this movie is true.

As somebody who had not heard any of this before, it became a curious phenomenon to sit and watch a film and slowly have the realities begin to click into place.

. . . probably will find themselves deeply disappointed in this Sylvester and Tweety cartoon, A STREET CAT NAMED SYLVESTER. With its titular allusion to Bottle Cap Confederate Tennessee Williams' best known play, Rump Nation (those Red States which were formerly known as the Confederacy, and recently defected to Red Commie KGB Chief Vlad "The Mad Russian" Putin in a desperate attempt to get their relevancy back) will view STREET CAT eagerly, breathlessly awaiting at least a cameo from Blanche (who depended WAY too much upon the kindness of strangers), or a bellow of "SYL-VAH!!" from Stanley. No such luck here for the Rebel Class. Warner Bros. uses STREET CAT to inform this Basket of Deplorables lurking in (The Then) Far Future that they can elect as many Repug Pedophiliacs as they'd like to the U.S. Senate, but America's Granny will give them a taste of their own bitter medicine in the end. As Tweety warns them with STREET CATS' final line, those backing Roy "The Banging Judge" Moore will be in "quite a predicament" once the active ingredients in their lethal injections kick in.

A Street Cat Named Sylvester may not be one of the best Sylvester/Tweety cartoons but it's a decent one and an improvement on the previous cartoon of theirs, the hit-and-miss Tom Tom Tomcat. The title is misleading to the extent that you're thinking "am I watching the right cartoon" and A Street Cat Named Sylvester even for the purposefully formulaic Sylvester/Tweety series is very predictable with some of the gags- especially the admittedly still chuckle worthy refrigerator one- ones that are repeated often, with Sylvester and Tweety and in general. Granny has also been put to much better use than here, here she feels sidelined. However, the animation is crisp and colourful with a good amount of detail in the backgrounds and the characters look good, the expressions of Sylvester being particularly good. The music is beautifully orchestrated and has plenty of rhythmic energy, while the cartoon is amusingly scripted- if not the sharpest in the world- and the gags while unoriginal are hardly misfires either, the funniest being the knitting scene and the ending. There is some violence here but not in a bizarre or over-sadistic way, it's a way that is in perfect keeping with the cartoony nature. Tweety is cute but you'll be surprised at how anarchic he is here as well, especially at the end, and you do feel sorry for Hector. But Sylvester steals the show here, he was always the funnier and more interesting character than Tweety and it is the case with A Street Cat Named Sylvester, he takes the laughs very well even inducing a laugh at a gesture or facial expression and you can relate with him too. Mel Blanc's voice work is faultless, one of the few voice actors to play multiple characters and give them different identifies, most of them he voiced for many years and with remarkably consistency too. Bea Benaderet doesn't have anywhere near as much to do but is more than reliable. In conclusion, there are better Sylvester/Tweety cartoons but A Street Cat Named Sylvester is still an entertaining watch. 7/10 Bethany Cox

It's Tweety, Sylvester, and Hector up to their tricks again. This time, Tweety comes to Granny's house for shelter during a blizzard, and naturally Sylvester gives chase. Hector is bed-ridden due to a previous injury from chasing Sylvester, but he plots revenge, and is happy to protect Tweety.A particularly funny scene in "A Street Cat Named Sylvester" is the knitting scene. I figured out what was going to happen in the refrigerator scene ahead of time, but it was still funny to watch it happen. It's not the best cartoon, but still really funny. Tweety might get called the bird who came in from the cold.In conclusion, take your medicine!

Unable to fly south for the winter with those tiny widdle wings of his, a homeless and nearly frozen Tweety is seeking shelter and by pure coincidence Sylvester the Suckatasher opens up. Lucky for Tweet, good 'ole Granny comes into frame (accopanied by Mozart's minuet) and takes the little bird in. Hector the bulldog is also there, confined to bed by a broken leg from a previous cartoon. Sly Sylvester had been enjoying taking advantage of this, but finds his attention drawn to that scrawny yellow bird with the enormous cranium. Of course pussy did not realize birdie has some handy sticks of dynamite up his minuscule yellow sleeve for just such occasions.Not wanting to be out done, Hector joins in the fight from his bedridden position, shooting plungers from a bow. He soon teams up with Tweety, who is actually only a slightly different shade of yellow than the dog. This becomes a bit distracting when the two of them are sharing the frame. Bussy Sylvester gets into a billy club bashing contest with Hector, as well as a knitting competition with Granny. Tweety once again proves to have the most evil thoughts (he obviously has the largest brain of the three), replacing the medicine with even fouler stuff. Let's hope all of them get what they deserve in the end.7 out of 10