The Pink Panther chases a basketball with a mind of its own - literally, as it turns out: it catches a taxi, impersonates a mannequin head, falls in love with a volleyball, etc. Each strange turn of events comes across as just another desperate attempt to keep the cartoon going. If the basketball had bounced so as to LOOK as though it was obeying the laws of physics the surrealism might have had some charm and the contrivances might have had some zest ... hell, if the basketball had even had a minimal personality, the cartoon might have worked. The artwork is disappointing, too.
Review of Pink 8 Ball
