Turns out I hate myself. Or at least I’m a wanton for emotional punishment. Maybe the two are one in the same. Earlier this year, I found The Little Prince next to our computer and decided to read it to my kids. I knew it was a classic in the Mark Twain sense of being a book much praised but never read (well, at least by…
As the throwback book closed on the movie just like in the original cartoon, I couldn’t help but think that Rudyard Kipling would have liked Disney’s latest version of The Jungle Book. I remember reading a while ago (and confirmed today on Wikipedia, so it must be true) that Walt Disney wasn’t happy with the first draft of The Jungle Book. The screenwriters had stuck too closely…
Since I originally watched The Good Dinosaur before resuming this blog in earnest, I hadn’t considered writing a treatise on the moral implications it has on the behaviors of the young (please submit the exhibit to left as evidence to my lack of humor). We saw it while my wife was off gallivanting with her friends, so she didn’t see it until much later when it came to the local…