Three amazing things happened in 1987. The first two were the births of the creators of this blog. We were each born in October 1987 less than a week apart. The other thing to happen was the release of the classic film The Brave Little Toaster. I don’t believe in coincidences as much as I believe something in the universe was aligned this year to make three awesome creatures all in the same calendar year.
The Brave Little Toaster is a film about personified household items on an adventure to find their owner. The main characters are the brave Toaster, the shy child-like blanket named Blanky, a bright yet sometimes dim lamp named Lampy, Radio who was a radio and not a retarded black guy, and Kirby a vacuum cleaner. There’s also a really creepy scene in the beginning where the air conditioner voiced by Phil Hartman kills itself because he fears their owner is never coming back. The 80s were so much cooler than they are today.
Fearing that their owner whom they refer to as “Master” (because I guess they like the abuse) will never return they set out away from the cabin they are in. Their Master is a child who grew up playing with these items. What kind of child has a toaster, a blanket, a lamp, a radio, and a vacuum cleaner as toys? His parents can own a vacation cabin but they can’t buy him a football?
The group sets out on an amazing journey. They face a lot of frightening obstacles like a storm in the forest and falling into quick sand. There’s also another incredibly scary scene that involves clown firemen and their Master nearly getting burnt to death. Not only did this make me fear clowns and fire, I was also completely turned off from cooking in general.
(This image is why you never see a clown college anymore these days)
During the trip to the big city to find their master they all nearly get turned into spare parts in an appliance shop. This is a completely ghetto part of the film that I don’t think really holds up. These days they would have just been tossed into the trash or given to a grandmother with Alzheimer’s who’s happy to have her family around for the holidays and won’t fuss over the lousy gifts, not turned into other gadgets.
The characters finally do get to the big city where they find their Master’s apartment. He’s a bit older now and headed off to college. Hey, Toy Story 3 isn’t very original after all. Unfortunately they have missed Master who has journeyed off to the cabin to pick up his appliances. Because we all know how realistic it is to drive an hour to pick up a lamp from your summer home can be.
(I wish the swivel chair was personified. He could get dizzy and puke everywhere)
Our heroes end up in a junkyard during the conclusion. Hey, Toy Story 3 isn’t original whatsoever. Not wanting to ruin it for you, I’ll leave this story where as it is now so you can buy a VHS copy for yourself.
This is a great children’s movie about friendship, sacrifice, and hoarding items that can and should be easily replaced once they are obsolete. This movie has everything a kid’s movie should have. It has inanimate objects talking, a great story, and scenes that still give me nightmares.