Edgar Allan Pooh . . . probably will find themselves deeply disappointed in this Sylvester and Tweety cartoon, A STREET CAT NAMED SYLVESTER. With its titular allusion to Bottle Cap Confederate Tennessee Williams' best known play, Rump Nation (those Red States which were formerly known as the Confederacy, and recently defected to Red Commie KGB Chief Vlad "The Mad Russian" Putin in a desperate attempt to get their relevancy back) will view STREET CAT eagerly, breathlessly awaiting at least a cameo from Blanche (who depended WAY too much upon the kindness of strangers), or a bellow of "SYL-VAH!!" from Stanley. No such luck here for the Rebel Class. Warner Bros. uses STREET CAT to inform this Basket of Deplorables lurking in (The Then) Far Future that they can elect as many Repug Pedophiliacs as they'd like to the U.S. Senate, but America's Granny will give them a taste of their own bitter medicine in the end. As Tweety warns them with STREET CATS' final line, those backing Roy "The Banging Judge" Moore will be in "quite a predicament" once the active ingredients in their lethal injections kick in.

utgard14 Tweety, apparently homeless in this one, takes refuge from a winter storm inside Granny's house. Unfortunately for him, Sylvester also lives there and wastes no time nabbing the bird and trying to hide him so Granny doesn't see. Enjoyable short directed by Friz Freleng. Tweety is as cute and fun as ever. Not everybody cares for him but I find him adorable. Sylvester's very funny in this one, especially when he's torturing poor injured Hector the bulldog so Granny will focus on nursing him instead of paying attention to what Sylvester is doing with Tweety. Great voice work from Bea Benaderet and the incomparable Mel Blanc. Lively music from Carl Stalling. The animation is lovely with well-drawn characters and backgrounds. Rich Technicolor is always a plus. A solid Sylvester & Tweety cartoon. Not their best but fun.

TheLittleSongbird A Street Cat Named Sylvester may not be one of the best Sylvester/Tweety cartoons but it's a decent one and an improvement on the previous cartoon of theirs, the hit-and-miss Tom Tom Tomcat. The title is misleading to the extent that you're thinking "am I watching the right cartoon" and A Street Cat Named Sylvester even for the purposefully formulaic Sylvester/Tweety series is very predictable with some of the gags- especially the admittedly still chuckle worthy refrigerator one- ones that are repeated often, with Sylvester and Tweety and in general. Granny has also been put to much better use than here, here she feels sidelined. However, the animation is crisp and colourful with a good amount of detail in the backgrounds and the characters look good, the expressions of Sylvester being particularly good. The music is beautifully orchestrated and has plenty of rhythmic energy, while the cartoon is amusingly scripted- if not the sharpest in the world- and the gags while unoriginal are hardly misfires either, the funniest being the knitting scene and the ending. There is some violence here but not in a bizarre or over-sadistic way, it's a way that is in perfect keeping with the cartoony nature. Tweety is cute but you'll be surprised at how anarchic he is here as well, especially at the end, and you do feel sorry for Hector. But Sylvester steals the show here, he was always the funnier and more interesting character than Tweety and it is the case with A Street Cat Named Sylvester, he takes the laughs very well even inducing a laugh at a gesture or facial expression and you can relate with him too. Mel Blanc's voice work is faultless, one of the few voice actors to play multiple characters and give them different identifies, most of them he voiced for many years and with remarkably consistency too. Bea Benaderet doesn't have anywhere near as much to do but is more than reliable. In conclusion, there are better Sylvester/Tweety cartoons but A Street Cat Named Sylvester is still an entertaining watch. 7/10 Bethany Cox

Chip_douglas Unable to fly south for the winter with those tiny widdle wings of his, a homeless and nearly frozen Tweety is seeking shelter and by pure coincidence Sylvester the Suckatasher opens up. Lucky for Tweet, good 'ole Granny comes into frame (accopanied by Mozart's minuet) and takes the little bird in. Hector the bulldog is also there, confined to bed by a broken leg from a previous cartoon. Sly Sylvester had been enjoying taking advantage of this, but finds his attention drawn to that scrawny yellow bird with the enormous cranium. Of course pussy did not realize birdie has some handy sticks of dynamite up his minuscule yellow sleeve for just such occasions.Not wanting to be out done, Hector joins in the fight from his bedridden position, shooting plungers from a bow. He soon teams up with Tweety, who is actually only a slightly different shade of yellow than the dog. This becomes a bit distracting when the two of them are sharing the frame. Bussy Sylvester gets into a billy club bashing contest with Hector, as well as a knitting competition with Granny. Tweety once again proves to have the most evil thoughts (he obviously has the largest brain of the three), replacing the medicine with even fouler stuff. Let's hope all of them get what they deserve in the end.7 out of 10