Showing posts with label Lloyd Turner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lloyd Turner. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

The real origin of Dudley Do-right


Model sheet by director Pete Burness

If you've read either Keith Scott's The Moose That Roared or my book, The Art of Jay Ward Productions, you know that the Dudley Do-right we're all familiar with didn't spring fully formed on The Bullwinkle Show but had his origins in 1948 when Jay Ward and Alex Anderson teamed up to produce the first nationally broadcast animated television series, Crusader RabbitCrusader was only one of three proposed series, the other two being Hamhock Jones, a Sherlock Holmes parody, and Dudley Doright of the Mounties, a parody of  the Nelson Eddy/Jeanette McDonald filmed operetta, Rose-Marie, and classic melodramas.  Hamhock was destined to be a footnote in animation history but Jay Ward revived Dudley 13 years later with a tremendous assist from designer Al Shean and writers Chris Hayward and Lloyd Turner.

Ward and Anderson produced pilots for all three series, which consisted of Alex Anderson's drawings "animated" with camera movement on the still artwork and using a much slower narrator (Crusader Rabbit's Roy Whaley) than the later series.  The basic formula was established with the stereotypical melodramatic villain, here known as Sydney "The Snake" Snodgrass, the sweet heroine, Bess Blushmore, and the hero, Dudley Doright, a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police.  Only Dudley retained his name, the other two became Snidely Whiplash and Nell Fenwick.  The pilot was set in Deepfreeze Landing and the story unfolded in rhyme, as if from Robert W. Service's classic poem, "The Shooting of Dan McGrew."  Here, a very rare peak at some images from the lost Dudley Doright pilot:

That beer drinking, pistol shooting bad guy, Sydney "The Snake" Snodgrass.


The demure Bess Blushmore, patterned after Preston Blair's Red Hot Riding Hood.

No good can come of this; Sydney introduces himself to Bess.

Dudley Doright on the lookout for bad guys.

Somehow, a slide whistle figures into the plot.

Dudley Doright of the Mounties to the rescue.

Inspector Fenwick was never part of the original concept.


The pilot was produced as a cliffhanger, leaving the ending up to potential sponsors of the show.  The real outcome wouldn't be revealed for 13 years, when Dudley ended up with his own series on 1961's The Bullwinkle Show, replacing Peabody's Improbable History





Neither was Dudley's horse, Horse.



Chris Hayward and Lloyd Turner took Anderson's concept over the top, turning it from an adventure series into a parody of an adventure series while Jay Ward's ace designer, Al Shean, re-imagined the characters in his own inimitable style.




These last three model sheets by Al Shean.





To read more about Dudley's origin and how it came to be one of the best of all of Ward's shows, check out The Moose That Roared and/or The Art of Jay Ward Productions.  The latter can be purchased for half off Amazon's list price at artofjayward.com.

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

The Sweet Life of Jay Ward

For those of have been following my recent string of posts, you'll recall a series of insightful gag cartoons by Bill Scott recounting the trials and tribulations of the little studio that could, Jay Ward Productions.  The last of these posts are more personal; less about production and more about the two individuals helming the studio, Jay Ward and Bill Scott.

This week showcases Jay Ward's predilection for one of the finer things in life.  In a salute written by Bill Scott  for an ASIFA awards dinner that he was unable to present in person, Scott described one of his partner's primary weaknesses:

There is Jay Ward the eternal child, with a sweet tooth approximately the size of a mastodon tusk, who, when expanding his studio, made the first order of business, even before the desks were moved in, the installation of a complete soda fountain.  Ours is the only studio certified by the Pure Food and Drug Administration.

According to one of Jay's writers, Lloyd Turner, "We had a popcorn machine, an ice cream machine with tubs of every flavor plus two types of cone, and a Snow Cone machine with strawberry and cola flavors.  There were boxes of candy, hundreds of flavors of jelly beans, Kit Kats, Snickers bars and cases of real soft drink--not the diet stuff.  We'd all be drinking coffee at eight in the morning while Jay would have a breakfast of Coca-Cola and popcorn, or doughnuts.  God, his sweet tooth was legendary!"

Herewith, some of Bill Scott's observations about Jay Ward's culinary habits:





Thanks to Keith Scott and his book, The Moose That Roared, for the above quotations.