Title: Baby’s Day Out
Author: Ron
Fontes
Date: 1994
Publisher:
Troll Associates
ISBN: none
Length: 127
pages
Illustrations:
8 pages of color photos from the movie
Quote:
“Baby Boo, today you shall go on a wonderful adventure!”
This is not
a novel. It’s the printed version of a cleverly filmed revision of the
oldfashioned “slapstick” comedy where the humor was watching actors simulate
fear and pain. In order to make that kind of act funny the characters supposedly
howling in pain have to be played as both stupid and nasty enough to deserve to
suffer, so in this movie audiences got to laugh at the misery three incompetent
kidnappers inflict on each other while the kidnapped baby appears to be
crawling happily all over the city and having a wonderful time.
In real
life, of course, the baby wouldn’t crawl across very many rough streets before
it flopped over and howled for Mommy, and while animals often do tolerate
babies (or calm, peaceable people) while they go into threat or attack mode
toward anxious, aggressive people, the probability of the gorilla
sequence...well, actually, it highlights the extreme improbability of the whole
melodrama. Baby’s parents guilt-trip about having left baby with a nice, kind nanny
whom the baby actually loves, though actually the problem arose when they
removed baby from the nanny and left him with the photographer. They meet a few
people less wealthy than themselves who are ordinary human beings, some more
decent than others, and shower money on them impartially. Baby Bink’s favorite
word is “boo-boo,” which he uses to mean a picture book about Baby Boo who gets
a day out with his nanny, and the baby is particularly thrilled because he
crawls through the same sort of places Baby Boo visits before coming safely
home to his own little bed.
So all
anybody learned from this story was how John Hughes spliced the image of a
happily crawling baby through the images of a bustling city, and how four
grown-up comedians imitated the anxiety of a worried mother and the pain of
three criminals who spend a day getting hit and falling down. In one scene,
which did make me laugh by its improbable literalization of what everyone
always knew was a metaphor, Baby Bink is tucked under the jacket of a kidnapper
sitting on a bench and finds a lighter in the man’s pocket, and the liar’s
pants really appear to catch fire.
If you want
a moral in a story you can probably find one, and I’m not entirely pleased with
the moral of this story. Baby is lucky—well, in a comedy the baby has to be
lucky. Kidnappers are unlucky—ditto. Baby’s parents don’t know how to deal with
non-wealthy people and shower cash on the deserving and undeserving ones
alike—that’s the left-wing propaganda cropping up. In the real world that does happen, and the story leaves me
looking for a realistic resolution. Two are possible:
(1) Baby’s
parents continue to appease their guilt by throwing more money into left-wing
social handout programs, while they stop doing the one thing they were doing
right: providing steady work to a nice girl who has in fact bonded with Baby
Bink. That’s what Hughes seems to have had in mind, but for a complete
resolution the story would need to show how badly it works in real life.
(2) Baby’s
parents follow up on their acquaintance with the non-wealthy people they’ve met
and are able to help the Totally Deserving Stereotype earn more money while
cutting off handouts to the con artist, on the basis of that acquaintance. That
does work if people commit to doing it.
The copy of
this book I physically own was knocked onto the floor right below where a fire
hose was aimed at the ceiling, and got plaster dust stuck between the pages.
I’m not impressed by the story the book tells, but I will admit that the
survival of the book itself is congruous with the story, and makes me smile.
If you want
to laugh at the idea of kidnappers getting a beating that makes what
supposedly awaits them in prison seem mild, all by themselves, through their own incompetence, without anyone having to soil a hand by hitting them, Baby’s
Day Out is for you.
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