Spitball Army

The tolerance lesson is obvious from the start, but this French animation charms throughout. Vivid character quirks for a bunch of anthropomorphs.

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Charlton Heston’s Michelangelo as mercurial artist? Okay. Rex Harrison’s Julius as papal warlord? History lesson for me.

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Card is titled: “Oceanside, Oregon Coast. Photo: H.A. Williams.”

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Not an admirer of her music, but Bjork completely inhabited the character of Selma (or vice versa). A mesmerizing final half-hour.

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CLOUDS (and caving in) Sometimes, it just makes sense to pull the camera phone from the passenger seat, balance it on the rim of the steering wheel, and snap away at the sky. These lofty formations were spied as I drove westbound on I-20 from work in Leeds toward home in Birmingham. (Click on the […]

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Stark black & white Hungarian film intersperses rapid cuts of multiple random images throughout. A dying woman’s last memories? So unusual.

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(photo: Laura Rader)

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Revisited this as I feared I was unfair to it years ago. I wasn’t: still a piece of trash masquerading as art. I rate it four zzzz’s.

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Card is untitled on the front.

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BASEBALL While weeding among the monkey grasses beneath the wall at the front of my yard a few weeks ago, I unearthed a baseball that I assumed had rolled down the sidewalk to its resting place there. I removed it, wiped it free of pollen and dirt, and placed it atop the stone column that […]

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