What’s with the animated cartoons on The New Yorker’s new website? I’m embarrassed just sitting in front of my computer watching those things. A dog retells a mindless conversation about the Middle East, explaining he could only respond with “woof”, filming an empty scooter, a man tells his wife they can blue screen the kids in later, a guy writes on the wall above the suggestion box, and an attendant informs him that his ideas should go in the box. These are the punchlines.
I’m not usually a huge fan of the cartoons in the first place, though occasionally they publish a really good one, but why animate something that doesn’t need it? Of course, the other question lies in who animates these things – the cartoonists, or some tech flunky? Either way it’s hard to imagine a greater waste of money.