Happy 90th anniversary to the REAL star of the Disney universe; the mouse might be its corporate face but the duck was its monster from the id, able to freak out and lose his shit in a way Mickey couldn’t. I don’t like the Disney cartoons nearly as much as the Warners ones (though, granted, the latter didn’t really step up their game until the later 1930s), but Donald is the fowl-tempered (sorry) highlight of almost every one he was in during the 30s and early 40s.
