Declaration of indepency
You want to know why this wasn't blockhead?
Block-head, BLOCK-HEAD...
I expected this to happen looong time ago. You have no gags anymore, so you do it just like those american mambojambo-ressigeur or how ever you may call those ppl - you know, those who work for greenpeace, they warm up old crap, recycle it and create an american sitcom - you just repeat your gags. Just like the hearts he sprayed on the wall, ok, hearts on helloween made the gag, but blockhead repeated "helloween is about love" all the time. A real blockhead would have sprayed hearts, yes, but after that he would have been yelling around that helloween is about throwing chuchumbers at trees. (no, not all the time, he would have been yelling that only ONCE).
Blockhead using his tongue was funny one time, but this time, he almost solved all of his problems with it. It would have been more funny if the policemen would have thrown him out of the car, because it was partly the reaction of the normal people which made up a part the film's character. Blockhead also never got busted, he never was wearing filthy cloth, that was completely out of the line. The second part that made up old blockheads was his childishness. He was stupid, of course, told people nonsense and stuff, but he actually never destroyed anything on purpose, like he did with the pumpkins in this film. Blockhead was like a baby, he might have thrown a pizza on the wall, or he might have thrown a chipmonk out of the window (in fact, I think the chipmonk survived that) but he never ever threw a pumpkin at driving cars, thats - almost hooligan. In Blockhead films should also be no gore. Ok, his conscience shot himself once, but even this "Zap - head away" suicide in the episode where blockhead sold a glass of nails, and even the blood on the face of blockhead when the old woman was drinking the glass was too much.
And, yes, the realism. I suppose it is not realistic that someone can disturb a private session, but it was surrealistic in a higher, in a mental level. It was no blockhead-face growing out of the chest of the conscience, it was no 12-meter tongue rolling around a street lamp, it was no green eyes and evil teeth. Eating a hat and a toaster is ok, but: is blockhead a superhero called tongus longus? I hope he isn't.
One small bit also distracted from the blockheadism. It was the woman calling the police, who told us that she has a job or something. The people in the previous episodes were interacting with blockhead, talking to him, but they never took action, they never disturbed him, they never stood in his way doing nonsense.
And that is it.
