Showing posts with label Harold Lloyd animations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Harold Lloyd animations. Show all posts

Friday, August 25, 2017

Harold Lloyd Dances!






This animation didn't go quite the way I intended! Harold's dancing is much more awkward here than in real life, but I had only one frame to work with. Getting his legs to bend at the knee was the hardest part. 

Harold was simply adorable in A Sailor Made Man, and in fact he really did dance. I never did figure out the scene where the men danced with each other, but maybe it was a sly reference to "those long ocean voyages" where men lost track of their orientation for the duration of the trip.





Sunday, July 30, 2017

It takes a train to cry




Inexplicably, after nearly giving up my Harold Lloyd Facebook page (in fact, after nearly giving up, period: ever feel kinda suicidal?), I find myself back in a Harold phase. This IS a blog about Harold Lloyd, after all. Which is why it is called The Glass Character: Harold's eccentric name for his bespectacled alter ego. If it branches in a few other directions (old ads, old cars, weird videos, masses of gifs, and MANY handmade animations), it always homes back in on him eventually.

Harold's specialty was panic. Barely-controlled panic, or not controlled at all. Here he panics with a train. The movie is called Now or Never, and I haven't seen it in a while, but it's funny. I had only three frames to work with here, so the action isn't too smooth. I seldom have more than two photos with the same background. He runs away from trains, he runs on top of trains, he hangs on to the sides of trains. All very good stuff.




I find this insanely beautiful!


Saturday, March 25, 2017

That face: a Harold Lloyd animation





Look at that face, just look at it
Look at that fabulous face of yours
I knew, first look I took at it
This was the face that the world adores
Look at those eyes, as wise and as deep as the sea
Look at that nose, it shows what a nose should be
As for your smile, it's lyrical
Friendly and warm as a summer's day
That face is just a miracle
Where could I ever find words to say?
The way that it makes me happy
Whatever the time or place
I'll find in no book what I find
When I look at that face