Anyway, continuing on with the essay:
against the cartoons that are actually decent nowadays. Access to special computers capable of rendering frames of animation is almost widely open, and considering there is talent all around the world that could've been hired to create high quality animation, there is little to no excuse why animation like this exists. This can be seen as extreme disrespect towards the first cartoons that have ever existed. Considering that the animation during the 1920s and 1930s were undoubtedly the highlights of the Golden Age of animation, it is rather sad that this series just stomps and spits on it like a child on a tantrum. Much like the majority, if not all those who watch this series. It's a sickening look on modern day cartoons, and it will provide absolutely no hope -- I-I mean (oops, got to stay in the essay dictation), the series is an example of such a cartoon that disrespects and does not conform to the normal values of what constitutes as a cartoon. The overall design and appearance of the cartoon is less than horrid, resembling almost an NFT-like art style. The main character, Woody Woodpecker, has such an unusual design. The appearance can cause one (at least, someone who is in touch with reality, and isn't blind or deaf) to become extremely uncomfortable, to the point where they will likely immediately stop the video and simply leave in disgust. This is equivalent to eating a chocolate pizza that is full of broccoli and watermelon slices, added with cow dung and undigested remains of a woodpecker from a predatory bird. Although, there is no actual way of describing how one will feel, as that is left to the opinion of the viewer (depending on their sanity and their ability to tell the difference between a car coming towards them, or when they are looking at their IQ test score).
The character, simply put, is So Hard, It Tickles. The main character, more specifically, is more bland than the rocks you would find in someone's grand-grand mother's secret cellar for the war who watches this show and likes it. 0 personality, if there is any. Humour is worse than Amy Schumer's, and that's no exaggeration. Yet somehow, there are individuals who are capable of stooping to such low levels of sanity and intelligence. Just the chemical signals sent in their brains are enough to stimulate them to liking this character, chemical signals originating from the euphoria usually associated with reproduction. Oops, another word limit reached, see you all next time!