My problem with Smurfs
They’re consistently described as being three apples tall (“hauts comme trois pommes”; apparently including their hats). If these apples are regular apples, that means they’re ten inches to a foot tall. Given the size of their heads, they’d probably weigh well over ten pounds each.
They’re enormous.
You could say that they’re supposed to be those small sour apples, which would make them closer to six inches tall and put their weight at under two pounds, but that doesn’t appear to be what Peyo had in mind.
Consider this size reference chart used by the animators of the Hanna-Barbera series (courtesy of these people):

They come up to Gargamel’s hideously deformed knees!
They’re usually a bit smaller in the comic itself, but not much:

People don’t generally realise how big they are, and when told their first instinct is to assume they’ve always been drawn small and the description is wrong, but the comics are pretty consistent, and while the animated series has serious issues with proportion in general, they usually get it mostly right as well.
Note, incidentally, the gargantuan mushrooms in which they live.
Given the fact that there are ninety-nine Smurfs (including Smurfette, though not including the kids or Grandpa; actually, the issue of counting the Smurfs is a tricky one, though it’s always around a hundred), none of whom ever appear to be sharing houses, that means there are at least ninety-nine of those mushrooms (and probably rather more), which seems to give the village a surface area of about 5,000 square feet (in the comics; presumably more in the cartoon). Small for a human town, but huge for a forest clearing trying to stay out of sight.
Add the dam and Miner Smurf’s mines to that and the Smurf civilisation becomes really hard to miss.
If I were Gargamel, I wouldn’t just storm into the Smurf village and expect to get away without physical harm to myself or my cat, my point is. An individual Smurf might be handleable, but even a handful of them could do serious damage.
Though really, the Smurfs themselves don’t even seem to realise this. I’m sure there’s been at least one comic where they’ve fought back, but they almost always just panic and run.
The entire Smurf narrative would make a whole lot more sense if the Smurfs were actually tiny.
These are the things that keep me up at night.
Edit: Okay, having found and reviewed my actual comics, I’d like to retract my earlier statement that they’re consistently three apples tall there too. In fact, it’s more like one to one and a half.
What actually happened, as far as I can tell, is that “haut comme trois pommes” is a French expression just meaning “not very haut at all”, and it doesn’t imply any actual comparison to apples. Hanna-Barbera’s translators didn’t realise this, though, so they produced their hideously oversized Smurfs, forever scarring a generation of impressionable children prone to overthinking cartoons.
My respect for Peyo is restored.




The example Akerlof used was of the used car market. Suppose that there are crappy used cars (”lemons”) worth $2,000, high-quality used cars worth $6,000, and everything in between, and that the buyer cannot reliably tell the difference between them before buying them.
If you aren’t familiar with the album, in it, Tintin visits Congo, which was a Belgian colony at the time (1931). The actual storyline isn’t very interesting, but he interacts with the natives on several occasions, and yes, by today’s standards it’s quite racist.
Hergé has been dead for twenty-four years. The album is seventy-six years old, and somehow it went without lawsuit for all that time.
