The Mouse turned eighty-one today, by the Disney company’s reckoning that sets his birthday at November 18th, 1928. Mickey’s so ubiquitous in our culture that it’s hard to imagine a time when nobody knew his name, but with this as in many things it’s fun to look at the calm before the storm – when the momentous things to come were mere sails on the horizon:
Happy birthday, Mick.
Turns out, BTW, that while she’s slightly less known that Mickey, Colleen Moore was a pretty big deal. Read the trivia section. Pretty wild.
My favorite picks from her filmography: Why Be Good?, Synthetic Sin, Naughty But Nice, Twinkletoes, Slippy McGee (!), His Nibs, Her Bridal Night-Mare, The Egg Crate Wallop, The Busher, A Hoosier Romance, and, of course, Flaming Youth. And Oh, Kay! just because I’m not exactly sure how a silent adaptation of a Gershwin musical would work.
In a parallel universe, we would be celebrating Oswald the Rabbit’s birthday.
Ub and Walt, I’m sure they were proud and would still be. Walt said that he and Mickey were inseparably intertwined, and thats the way I see it too. Not a clown, not a superhero, but an honest Joe whose determination and persistence payed off. I guess that’s why at the risk of being stiff I fret over incarnations of Mickey with any thing less. A oft heard quote ” Mickey would never do that “.
But maybe Oswald would……