In the beginning of the cartoon, the Grinch talks about stopping Christmas from coming. His lips move, but his teeth remain in the same space. That always fascinated me, ever since I was a kid.
The expression of pure joy as Max thinks he’s going for a sleigh ride…
…and the Grinch’s immediate reaction. (“Yeah…right!” ). Especially when the pom-pom of his hat drops. That’s classic Chuck Jones animation.
The Grinch slithering among the gifts like the snake that he is….
The fire truck with the super-strong ladder, which can boost the Grinch to the top of the tree. I always wished I could have a toy like that. .
“Cindy Lou Who, who is no more than two” Compare her to the size of the Christmas decoration, she must be about 8 inches tall. Also notice that she and the other who children have antennae. Does that mean they’re part insect?
“And the one speck of food he left in the house, was a crumb that was even too small or even a mouse”. And then he STEALS it…!!! The poor mouse’s sad expression is priceless.
The scene where he steals the ice-cubes. Think of this: it’s 20 below outside…the town is covered in ice and snow. The Whos could always go out and get ice any time they wanted. But the Grinch still takes the trouble to take the ice cubes from their fridge and put them in his bag, where the will be useless and melt. Just to prove a point…because that’s the kind of a-hole he is. :)
The scene towards the end of the movie, when the Whos were still happy, even though the Grinch had stolen their gifts. And the Grinch puzzled and puzzled, till his puzzler was sore, and then he had his epiphany. You can tell when it happens, when the background color changes.
“And then ,the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of ten Grinches, plus TWO”
I always loved that “plus TWO”. It just ads further emphasis to his complete transformation.
And I don’t know what kind of critter a “Roast Beast” is. It apparently has at least two legs, but the inside looks like pure solid meat with no organs or bones or gristle. That’s MY kind of meal.
And you can keep slicing it and slicing it, and it never gets smaller and you never run out of food.