I do not “get” Bee and PuppyCat:
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.
The (now) highly anticipated YouTube series followed this recipe:
Create one 10-minute episode. The fans go wild. You realize you don’t have any more money, so you host a Kickstarter. Raise way more than you expected–over $900,000. Do Comic-con. Sell tons of merchandise. Then you create four more episodes, and schedule them to premiere 15 months after the first one.
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To date, the initial “Bee and PuppyCat” short has garnered 10 million YouTube views. That only tells part of the story. For example, fans flocked to the show’s Comic-Con panel last month dressed like show’s the characters. The online retailer We Love Fine sells dozens of Bee and PuppyCat-branded items, ranging from handbags to t-shirts. There are “Bee and PuppyCat” Squishable stuffed animal toys. The show has sparked a robust Tumblr fan art community. Keep in mind there has only been one episode.
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“Bee and PuppyCat” was created by Natasha Allegri, an artist who dropped out college about five years ago to work in animation. She eventually landed a job as a staff writer for Cartoon Network’s trippy show “Adventure Time.”
“I just wanted to make something that I’d like and other girls would like,” she said of “Bee and PuppyCat.”
Still, Mr. Seibert said he initially turned the show down. Then he showed it to his wife. “She went crazy for it.”
So Frederator committed to make the initial short, along with a slew of others.
Mainly Game: the short.
Emotional rollercoaster, sacrificing plot coherence for feels at every opportuinty.
Women do know good dating advice, at least well enough to make a hot dude in their media. Outlaw, stereotypical hot guy outfit/hair, but with a vulnerability. (But not enough vulnerability to stop him providing for her in exchange for basically nothing.)
Screwing up everything in the most embarrassing way but not really worrying about it because the solution will be handed to you without having to do anything. (Ref: GirlWritesWhat, men as agent, women as object.)
Includes object-level depiction of babysitting and spends nonzero time discussing outfits.
Some other stuff that’s probably not worth the comment space to describe.
The voice of the narratress was entitled, whiny, self-pitying, narcissistic, and perpetually dissatisfied. The modern feminine ideal. A repulsive creature. Solid bone from the neck up. I couldn’t watch for long.