Ese Gatito Malo

Don't expect many if any surprises from the story of Bad Ol' Putty Tat it is on the predictable side(then again a lot of the Sylvester and Tweety cartoons are). But don't let that bother you too much because Bad Ol' Putty Tat is still colourful and fun, there may be those who may find it repetitive or tiring depending on whether you like Sylvester and Tweety or not but to me the cartoon was anything but. Bad Ol' Putty Tat is an early cartoon for Sylvester and Tweety but looking at the vibrancy and detail of the animation here you wouldn't have guessed and some of the drawing is noticeably more fluid than the later cartoons of theirs. Sylvester and Tweety are both well drawn. The music sounds beautiful, is very characterful and matches each action, gesture and expression really well(that was always one of Carl Stalling's strong traits in his compositions and he does it better than most composers scoring music for cartoons). The dialogue is sharp and witty, you do wish that Sylvester had dialogue but Tweety's dialogue is still funny, especially his final line and "Now how do you suppose I got me wittle self in such a pwedicament?". There are some great gags, ones that do raise a good laugh at least and they don't feel recycled either. The best ones are those with the trampoline, Sylvester disguising his finger as a female bird and Tweety being mistaken for a shuttlecock, they're pretty hilarious. Both Sylvester and Tweety work well and are a well-matched pair. Sylvester takes the laughs in his usual funny way, with some priceless facial expressions as always, and you do find yourself rooting for him. Tweety has that Freleng cuteness but he also has traits of the anarchic personality that Clampett gave him, the things he does like with the trampoline gag are things that he wouldn't have done in his later cartoons. Mel Blanc's vocal characterisations are spot on as well. So all in all, not among the very best of the Sylvester and Tweety cartoons but a thoroughly enjoyable one. 9/10 Bethany Cox

It seems like within just a few short years of debuting Sylvester, the Termite Terrace crowd had given him the works (Tweety actually debuted before Sylvester). In this case, Sylvester tries to go after Tweety yet again, but Tweety somehow has all the conveniences necessary - such as mallets and dynamite - to fend off a putty tat attack. Of course, things really get cool once they start playing badminton.

What you have to realize about Tweety is that he was not really what we think of as "cute". He was actually a mean mother. If anything, we should pity Sylvester. But no matter, "Bad Ol' Putty Tat" is another one of the cartoon greats.

Friz Freleng's 'Bad Old Putty Tat' was only the third pairing of Tweety and Sylvester but already this set-up was beginning to grate. An uninspired chase around a nondescript, dingy garden, 'Bad Old Putty Tat' was an early indicator of how repetitive and unfunny this series would be. After an inventive opening shot which suggests a joke has happened off screen before the cartoon even began, 'Bad Old Putty Tat' quickly descends into the same tired old gags. Tweety, once such a brilliant character in the trio of Bob Clampett films in which he debuted, has become infuriatingly cutesy and unfunny while the usually brilliant Sylvester is here, as in so many Sylvester and Tweety cartoons, reduced to a mute dupe, a role that could be played by any other generic cat character. The only sequence during which 'Bad Old Putty Tat' feels like it might come to life is a scene in which Tweety is mistaken for a shuttlecock and that is mainly for my own sadistic desire to see the ruined Freleng version of Tweety being smacked back and forth with Badminton racquets!

Oh-me! Oh-my! - Who would've ever thought that being a sweet, little bird like Tweety would also have its fair share of hazards and drawbacks, too?

But - Hey! - When you've got a totally determined and persistent putty-tat like Sylvester continually stalking you for his next meal - How can Tweety's diminutive size not make him a victim who is repeatedly finding himself on the lookout for any dangerous traps that are being cleverly set for his inevitable capture?

Anyway - This pre-CGI animated short from 1949 was (IMO) quite an enjoyable view. It was delightfully directed by Friz Freleng with the added bonus of featuring the always-amusing voice-talents of Mel Blanc.

Tweety's outside slumbering away in his nest in a birdhouse atop a long barbed-wire pole with a "do not disturb" sign outside his hole. Sylvester, (who else?) is below figuring a way to get up there. He's already covered in bandages, obviously coming out the worst for wear in a previous attempt.

His first attempt is a trampoline, to bounce high enough and snatch the bird, but Tweety is ready for him with a variety of funny attacks of his own. Then, after sawing the pole down only results in the poor cat losing all his teeth, Sylvester comes up with an inventive idea, painting his finger to look like a little bird. He inserts the finger, complete with bonnet to draw Tweety's romantic interests, into a nest and.......well, you have to see this to believe it. It gets even more insane with Tweety becoming part of a badminton match, Sylvester winding up in a water cooler, and more.

Overall, a very funny , fast-moving "Tweety" cartoon.