When I was 6-7 and my sister was four, I was way into He-Man. My sister's best friend at the time, a girl her age who lived down the road a ways, was too. When I went over to their house close to Christmas, I saw that their tree had nearly every single He-Man figure then available under it. I thought any girl who was this into He-Man had to be really cool.
Netflix has a pretty entertaining series on old toys, and there's an episode on He-Man, which, among other tidbits, explains that Battle-cat was actually a random tiger from a different toy line (Big Jim in the Jungle IIRC) with a paint job and a saddle.
Proper creativity at work!
He is quite the character on that. Great episode!
As someone dealing with a few cases of cancer in the family (including a child) I can’t help but think what an amazing miracle to live to 91 years old. Some people really hit the jackpot! Rest in peace.
When my younger sister was in elementary school, she complained to my mother that the other kids at school had grandparents.
A post a few years back by someone dying of a terminal disease said as much (and I will not forget the sentiment). Essentially: old age is a privilege, not something anyone should ever expect.
swords and sandal style, I loved he-man and remember how epic the sound and visuals were on the cartoon, the homo-eroticism was just the atmosphere
Not to bee too much of a Debbie-Downer here (Cynical Simon? I just made that one up), but for some reason I was surprised and horrified that they might actually design a toy first and make a cartoon around it.
That level (and insidiousness) of marketing was one of many wake-up calls I had to the world around us.
—Jaded John
I had so many He-Man action figures and toy vehicles as a child in the 80s. Loved the TV show as well. This mention really brought back some memories.