Porky Pig and Daffy Duck: "Jacob Elordi! Just look at that hair! Those dreamy eyes!"
Ducks generally have a lifespan ranging from five to ten years, while pigs can live anywhere from ten to twenty years. Considering you both graced the screens in 1935 and 1937, that makes you 91 and 89 years old, respectively. What is your secret to maintaining such youthful appearances?
Daffy Duck: "First of all, it’s quite impolite to bring up a duck’s age. Secondly, I appreciate the compliment on my youthful visage. My secret is rather straightforward – I moisturize regularly, ensure I’m well-hydrated, and instruct the artist depicting me to eliminate any signs of aging."
Porky Pig: "For me, it’s about e-e-e-exercising and staying active. That means running, playing b-b-basketball, and dodging falling anvils when necessary."
You both collaborated on Looney Tunes’ inaugural fully animated feature film. Were there any other Warner Brothers characters you would have liked to include in this adventure? Perhaps a cartoon rabbit? A canary? A coyote? Or even a skunk?
DD: "It’s a monumental film, but it still might not be ample enough for both me and the rabbit. There’s only space for one leading star, backed by a devoted sidekick. A yes-man. A stooge. Someone who understands that viewers aren’t tuning in just to see him…"
PP: "You’re absolutely right he-he-he – especially next to you, Daffy? Personally, I’d love to have more of my Looney Tunes friends join us – reminiscent of our experience during Space Jam. Maybe we could create a special cartoon edition of The Traitors? Although I think it would be pretty obvious who the tr-tr-tr-traitor would be!"
DD: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Your fellow cast member, Petunia Pig, certainly holds her own. Which Hollywood leading lady would you most want to partner with when facing an alien invasion?
Porky: "I must confess, I have a bit of a d-d-d-crush on Sydney Sweeney."
Daffy: "Jacob Elordi! Look at that hair! Those dreamy eyes!"
Porky: "Uh, Daffy, I believe you’re mis-mis-misinterpreting the…"
Daffy: "Cool down, pig! Find your own Hollywood sweetheart!"
The Day The Earth Blew Up is entirely hand-drawn. Have the animators at Warner Brothers not heard of CGI?
DD: "Pencil animation will always surpass computers because you can’t tuck a computer behind your ear."
PP: "I’d love to star in a stop-motion film like Wallace & Gromit."
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DD: "I don’t think I could remain still for that long. I enjoy the motion aspect, but not the stopping part."
Both of you had the opportunity to meet the legendary Warner Brothers voice actor Mel Blanc. What was he like?
DD: "He was incredibly talkative. Couldn’t stop chatting!"
PP: "A remarkably inter-inter-inter- intriguing individual. Whenever he spoke, I felt compelled to listen without interjecting at all."
Are you frightened or excited by the thought of Peking duck and pigs in blankets?
DD: "I would be thrilled to visit China; the concept of being a Peking duck sounds delightful. Though technically, we should refer to it as Beijing…"
PP: "[Whispers to Daffy]"
DD: "What?! That’s despicable! Why do I end up being skinned and eaten, while you get to be all cozy and wrapped in a blanket?"
PP: "Pigs in blankets are sausages enveloped in b-b-bacon. It’s actually food."
DD: "That does sound appetizing."
PP: "Stop wrapping bacon around me!"
Is it true that pigs don’t sweat and that a duck’s quack doesn’t echo?
DD: "Having fallen off plenty of cliffs and into canyons, I can assure you my quacks definitely echo… along with my desperate cries of distress."
PP: "I’m quite pleased to not sw-sw-sweat. I prefer to smell nice for my d-d-dear Petunia. Of course, she doesn’t perspire either. So, we save a fortune on d-d-d-deodorant!"
Would you rather battle 100 horses the size of pigs or one duck the size of a horse?
DD: "Why on earth are we fighting any horses? Are they angry with us? What did we ever do to them? As if we don’t already have enough natural foes – hunters, aliens, and silly rabbits!"
PP: "I d-d-don’t understand either. Shouldn’t the question be: 100 pig-sized ducks or one horse-sized pig?"
DD: "I am a pig-sized duck. Are you suggesting you’d want to fight me? Bring it on! I challenge you and the horses!"
PP: "Oh brother – I wish I had never brought this up."
Do you ever fear being labeled as “pig-ignorant” or “a sitting duck”?
DD: "I do enjoy sitting down, but it’s hard to relax with all these falling anvils. Plus, as a duck of considerable intellect and wit, it’s impossible for me to be pig-ignorant. After all, how could I ignore Porky with all we’ve experienced together? And since we live under the same roof, he’s rather hard to overlook."
PP: "Indeed, I object to the term pig-ignorant. Pigs are remarkably intelligent creatures."
DD: "Oh really? If you’re so clever, why do you let yourself taste so good when you’re turned into bacon?"
Well, that wraps up our interview. Porky, would you like to conclude this? And Daffy… do you find it bothersome that Porky always manages to have the last word?
DD: "Oh, it doesn’t trouble me, but we’re so much more than just a silly catchphrase. In fact, perhaps it would be better to conclude with me delivering a poem… ‘Hey nonny nonny, the duck is on the wing… fa-la-la-la-la, the duck begins to sing…’"
PP: "Apologies, Daffy, but th-th-th-that’s all folks!!!"
DD: "You’re despicable!"
