Disturbing. Plain and simple.
I live in surreality. My favorite pieces of art, music, literature, and film are usually described as just weird and twisted by most of my friends.
This cartoon still disturbs me all the way up until the baby turns into the mad black jazz singer, when it turns absolutely horrifying. Two questions.
How could this have been marketed for kids and secondly, exactly how many mushrooms and hits of acid did Fliescher do a day?