‘Peanuts’ gang brings the holiday cheer
Like a warm blanket, ‘Snoopy Presents’ may be just what we crave this Christmas season.
A mere 56 years separate “A Charlie Brown Christmas,” a television classic, from Apple TV+’s new “Snoopy Presents: For Auld Lang Syne,” a television special. (Snoopy is the brand leader now.) The first Peanuts special in a decade, following Fox’s “Happiness Is a Warm Blanket, Charlie Brown” — Apple has mounted two series in the meantime, “Snoopy in Space” and “The Snoopy Show,” featuring Charles M. Schulz’s characters — it is a solid holiday entertainment that diligently hits a host of Schulz-ean notes and works in all the major characters. If it doesn’t achieve real depth or transcendence, that may be because reassurance is its end. Which may be just what you crave, after all.
When Schulz was persuaded to provide Coca-Cola with a holiday special to sponsor on CBS back in the Johnson administration, it was technically not the first time “Peanuts” characters had been animated, but it was the first fully formed use of them off the newspaper page, and a creative, critical and popular triumph. Even in the context of TV animation, it had an idiosyncratic flair, with its painterly backgrounds and Vince Guaraldi jazz piano score, which lights up yuletide playlists and mixtapes to this day.
Like “Peanuts,” the comic strip from which it imported many of its gags, “A Charlie Brown Christmas” — available to nonsubscribers Dec. 19 on PBS — applies a bright, lively aesthetic to somber themes: commercialism, holiday depression and spiritual seriousness. (Even an old atheist like me must admit that Linus’ Gospels-based “meaning of Christmas” speech strikes the right note at the right time.) It set a high bar, probably never equaled, even through the years Schulz was alive and providing the teleplays himself; an astonishing 39 specials were produced under his watch before his death in 2000. I say “probably” because I have of course not seen them all — not nearly — but I doubt any has produced a soundbite as trenchant as Sally Brown saying of her Christmas list, “All I want is what I have coming to me. All I want is my fair share.”
In the new special, the existential crisis is transferred to, of all people, Lucy Van Pelt, the strip’s resident antagonist, who interprets her grandmother’s failure to come for Christmas as a sign she is not lovable; in a panic, she determines to throw a big New Year’s Eve party to prove otherwise: “I can’t wait to see their adoring faces smiling back at me, their gracious and lovable host.” She pushes her brother Linus into assisting and enlists Charlie Brown to handle decorations, an echo of his directing the Christmas play in the first special — just as the song “Auld Lang Syne” will fill in thematically for philosopher-child to Linus’ earlier nativity speech.
I can’t say whether some of the jokes might not have been imported from the strip (research shows that at least one has, reassigned to a different character), but the gags generally follow its fourpanel rhythms. And like “Peanuts,” the new special happily lives in the 20th century. Lucy speaks to her grandmother on a landline, and when Charlie Brown attempts to watch “Citizen Kane” — a film Schulz reportedly viewed 40 times — to fulfill a resolution to “view a great work of art” before the clock turns on the new year, it is in a bean bag chair in front of an old-fashioned cathoderay tube television. An Elton John fashion reference reaches back four decades.
Although it lacks the handmade charm of the Lee Mendelson-produced, Bill Melendez-directed specials of old, the animation, by Canada’s WildBrain Studios, deftly captures Schulz’s line, rounding out characters with subtle lighting effects, so that they handily inhabit a world appropriately more 2-D than 3-. Slapstick sequences, which Schulz had a gift for suggesting on the page, are smoothly executed.
Snoopy, the title notwithstanding, also takes a bit of a back seat here, swamped by his reuniting brothers and sisters. Woodstock is, as always, the animators’ friend, and Sally, attempting to stay awake till midnight, is, as always, the funniest human.
“Peanuts,” as Schulz expressed, and many commentators have observed, limns a cruel world; the artist’s alter ego, Charlie Brown, is a serial loser. The new special, which cribs an ending from “It’s a Wonderful Life,” is almost distressingly sentimental but, given the premise, the times and the context, I don’t suppose there is a way around it.
More than ever, cartoons, even ones intended for children — perhaps one should say not not intended for children — can be complex and strange and dark, but the “Peanuts” global merchandise franchise, which is a form of celebration, has long outlived, and outstripped, the strip itself. (That died with Schulz.) Lucy does take shots at Charlie Brown here (“It’s more than a feeling,” she tells him at her 5-cent psychiatrist’s booth when he says he feels like a failure, and she suggests for him a path of “sensible mediocrity”), for whom things will inevitably go wrong. The familiar cries of “Good grief!” “Rats!” and “Auugh!” ring out. But where Charlie Brown’s loneliness is intrinsic to his character, here there is only one possible answer to a child asking, as Lucy does, “Am I not lovable?” Have we worried until now whether she is?
Yet who am I to say that Lucy Van Pelt can’t feel pain or make an apology or do something sweet? There are Schulzes among the executive producers, and it is literally their business.