I can recall one night when I was
very small. On this night I was running around the house with a number of
objects making whooshing and booming sounds. When my older sister asked me what
I was doing, I of course replied that was fighting a war. When she asked who I
was fighting, I explained to her, as if it were the most obvious thing in the
world, that I was fighting an invisible enemy. Some years later, I developed a
habit of running around outside, lost in my own little world, basically talking
to myself. My cat often sat in the grass and watched me, presumably either
entertained or deeply confused.
To me, these moments define my
childhood. I didn't grow up in a neighborhood with very many kids, and so I was
left with little to entertain myself but my own imagination. As such, I never
really identified with any of the kids on TV shows, who always traveled in
groups and behaved less like kids and more like miniature adults. For the
longest time, I thought I was unique, possibly crazy, and, of course, alone.
Years later, I discovered Calvin and Hobbes.
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It was mostly by accident that I
found the comic, since I didn't read it until years after it had left
syndication, so I don't recall ever seeing it in a newspaper. I remember seeing
mention of the author dying online (which is odd, since he's still alive), and a few days later, on a whim, I checked
out a book of Calvin and Hobbes
strips from the library. The rest, as they say is history.
Calvin
and Hobbes is, without a doubt, one of the most perfectly constructed
comics of all time. Bill Watterson did what, to my knowledge, no one else has
ever succeeded in doing-- he has captured the absolute essence of childhood.
Calvin is not just a miniature adult. He is, without a doubt, a child. Yes, he
often launches into philosophical musings and possesses an oddly high
vocabulary, but his base personality remains childlike. He is impetuous and
impulsive and curious. He hates school and often struggles with his grades, and
yet he can tell quite a lot about dinosaurs and snakes and such. When his
parents wonder about how he can know so much about dinosaurs, but can't do well
in school, Calvin replies with a gem of wisdom that all children know but
adults somehow seem to forget: because school is dull, and dinosaurs are most
certainly not.
Calvin is an outcast. He is not part
of any group and is seen as strange by most others. The closest thing he has to
an actual human friend is Susie, who finds him weird and gross. Calvin's
greatest friend in the world is Hobbes, his stuffed tiger. While we are shown
that Hobbes is a toy multiple times, for the majority of comic strips, we see
Hobbes only through Calvin's eyes, and Calvin doesn't see a stuffed tiger. He
sees a real tiger who walks on two feet, imparts wisdom, and loves the ladies
(which Calvin simply cannot understand). Indeed, most of the comic is taken up
by Calvin's daydreams and imaginary adventures, to the point that, at times, it
becomes difficult to tell where dream ends and reality begins.
All comics require two things to
succeed: good writing and good art. The art in Calvin and Hobbes is easily distinguishable and not at all
difficult to make out, and as such facilitates the story. The writing in Calvin and Hobbes features snappy
dialogue and the characters all play off each other's personalities. Much of
the humor comes from seeing how these characters interact. For example,
Calvin's dad often makes things up just to mess with Calvin, while his mom is
simply desperate to get the kid to behave.
In any work of fiction, the
characters are important. Without characters, stories really don't mean
anything. Each character in Calvin and
Hobbes has a distinct personality. Susie is more mature than Calvin, Ms.
Wormwood is a no-nonsense teacher, Moe is the dumb-as-bricks bully, Rosalyn has
her hands full as Calvin's babysitter (and is paid extra for her troubles), and
Calvin's parents are just plain tired.
Calvin is regarded as strange by
nearly everyone. When he builds snowmen, they are almost always in gruesome
poses or have strange deformities. One strip featured his parents walking down
the sidewalk, looking at a number of snowmen, only to come upon one with
two-heads. His dad remarks: "You can always tell when you get our
house." Calvin wants adventure. He doesn't want to be trapped in the real
world and do what everyone else is doing. He wants to be unique, and escape to
fantasy. This is emphasized by the shifts in the art style. While the real
world is drawn in a fairly generic comic strip style, the sections that are set
in Calvin's imagination are much more vibrant and colorful. For a six-year-old,
he is surprisingly cynical.
There are few characters I relate to
more.
Calvin
and Hobbes reminds us of what our childhoods were like. It reminds us of
just how difficult growing up is, and how simple life was when we were small.
It reminds us that the world is a strange and scary and wondrous place. It
reminds us of just how much is out there. Calvin
and Hobbes teaches us the lessons we knew as children, and somehow forgot
when we grew up. It's a great big world out there, and Bill Watterson invites
us to explore it.
I love Calvin & Hobbes. It is one of the best things ever written. "C'mon, Hobbes. It's a magical world. Let's go exploring."
ReplyDeleteAnd that last picture you posted is just...man. Where did that come from?
I found it through tvtropes (someone linked it on the comic's CMOH page). Reportedly, Watterson drew it (though I have found confirmation of that claim, so take it with a grain of salt).
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ReplyDeleteSince you brought up the snow.