Universal Confluence Jones

I was watching Super Mario Bros. (1993) for the first time in a l-o-n-g time and I noticed something that is, in reality certainly just a production oversight, but if has fascinating implications if you think WAY too much about it, as it is occasionally fun to do:

That is a random extra in a location on a parallel world, wearing a denim vest with an image of Taz, the Tasmanian Devil from the Looney Tunes, on the back. In the '90s, the Looney Tunes were EVERYwhere and, if you know anything about the chaotic production of this movie, I'm sure somebody just figured "Nobody will ever notice this dude". Little did they anticipate that the future would bring us a Blu-ray release of this film, from Umbrella Entertainment, that looks incredible and actually made it possible to catch a truly inconsequential background detail.

That's the obvious answer, but if you think too much about things (which is sometimes quite fun to do, unless you start believing all your made-up b.s. and then you're Alex Jones and his ilk) you can extrapolate that maybe the denizens of the former Mushroom Kingdom are traveling to-and-fro between our world and theirs often enough that they're just buying Looney Tunes denim from the local K-Mart and wearing it around home as a flex.

There could also just be a few brave souls crossing the universal border to smuggle goods back in and sell them to certain customers of a more discerning taste.

OR. Maybe Taz is a universal construct. Maybe Taz exists across all realities, much like how various cultures and religions in the real world share stories that echo the Christ myth (and in multiple cases, pre-date it). Maybe the idea of Taz, a whirling dervish of appetite and chaos, is an avatar of something that exists in the collective unconscious of all beings across all worlds. Maybe "he" is out there in the primordial ether, waiting; hungry, salivating and spinning.

I apologize for the quality of the image, I just paused and snagged a photo with my phone. But I will not apologize for my crazy over-thinking and over-analyzing of totally meaningless background details in movies; it's too fun.

Also, the title of this post is a wrestling joke, iykyk.