i agree,scooby doo sucks.I don't really see the point either.

I don't really like Scooby Doo either. I like Velma (I like her glasses and her outfit) , but that's all.

I am so happy that movie has finally came out so AOL can stop talking about. I just got on the internet in 2000, and they've been talking about that movie since Spring of 2000!

Jenn: How is it that, in all our time hanging out like the giggling gal pals we are, I never had any idea that you were such a Scooby fan? All that time spent eating Indian food together, and not once did this come up!

Aaron, I knew I could rely on you to provide an excellent answer/analysis. You receive not only a gold star, a blue ribbon, and a glorious A+, but a good old-fashioned pat on the back. Good job!

(P.S. You also made me "LOL", which gives you extra credit.)

Come on. Scoob (That's right---this former Saturday morning cartoon featured friends shortening each other names; give it a Peabody right there) and the gang were funny, if the plots predictable (arguably beside the point, or part of its goofy, hippy charm). I'm talking about the original incarnation, "Scooby-Doo, Where Are You" (1969-1972), not the later versions featuring Dynomutt, Scooby-Dum, the annoying Scrappy-Doo,or the Scooby Doobies.
Scooby-Doo and Shaggy were a mess, anti-heroes, dammit, to be reckoned with.You've got Scooby-Doo screaming into a paper bag, or so scared that no sound would come out, Shag and Scoob crawling on each other to get away from the baddies, phantom, whatever, just like you and me might/would/damn straight; you've got everyone somehow piled into the cab of The Mystery Machine (who needed seat belts back then??), which beat the Partridge Family Bus any day of the week for true hippy flair, or hipness. Adventure with human frailty, Stoner Shaggy, munchies, humor, and the love between a man and his dog.I'd take it over the latest Tom Hanks movie.

Brown noser Aaron.....kissing up to the teacher.

How's that, Miss Lawrence?

Scooby-Doo's popularity lies in its formulaic nature, and its familiar predictability. It's something that will always be there, and people (especially children) need elements of their lives to be somewhat routine. It's the comfort factor. You KNOW what's going to happen. You don't necessarily know how it's going to happen, or which of the two adults introduced at the beginning of the progam will be the pirate-ghost-vampire-mummy-monster.

It is also an excellent example of how to meld genres together. The show maintains its basis in comedy, while utilizing some of the excitement of "horror and mystery" without actually making it scary or mysterious, and therefore accessable to younger audiences.

Some other keys to the sucess of this program are its clever use of the laugh track to allow children to feel as though they are not alone when laughing at the characters and whatever trouble they've gotten themselves into. A sense of belonging is given to the children when they hear the laughter of the "audience." A feeling that they are a part of something.

Also, talking dogs are cool.

DC: Ivan was partially the catalyst for my posting this request in the first place. And the five minutes of Scooby-viewing to which I referred actually took place at your house, where I witnessed first-hand his fascination with this cartoon. I just don't get it.

Ask Ivan! After two movie visits, 6 sodas, two bags of popcorn and unknown amounts of candy, he wants to see the flick for a third weekend in a row.

Scooby? Ack. I sit at work and gaze at a 100-150' poster hanging from 1 Times Square (the building the ball drops on top of on New Years Eve; I work at 4 Times Square) with the cast on it. Blech. Not a fun way to wake up in the morning, I can assure you.

Sorry, kidz, but those of you who were pro-Scooby provided limp answers at best. Not one of your responses contained a strong explanation. Just be thankful Miss Lawrence is not grading you. Your dads would NOT be handing out dollar bills for failing grades.

I am with you on the ya-ya thing.

Perhaps it's because of the 'mystery' part and do see what trouble Scooby and Shaggy can get into next... All I know is that I never was a fan of the cartoon - and can't understand why kids like it either!

it's all about the ganja, man. teehee. ok. maybe not. I think I just loved the "ruh roh!" I still say that. :)

Daphne

come on, you've got to love a cartoon that melds the love of a dog and his owner, and the comedic hijinks of a troop of stoned teenagers solving "mysterious" crimes that the adults just couldn't ever crack.

of course it all went to hell when that scrappy character came along.

I can't stand Scooby Doo, never have. Even as a child, its formulaic nature got on my nerves.

My husband is in the same boat you are, Jodi. I, on the other hand, can plead no contest. I liked it as a kid, but find it banal now.

It's because you are always waiting to see who the real perpetrator is. You never know until the mask comes off, sometimes even two or three masks.