I only watched about 15 minutes of the Oscars on Sunday, enough to see the Bridesmaid actresses announce the best animated short film and play a round of the Scorcese drinking game. Even before the bridesmaids handed their bottles of Vodka and little golden statues to the makers of The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore, I knew it was going to win. The little snippet they showed of it was fantastic! imaginative! and wondrous! I bet it was even good for non-book-lovers.
My friend M.C. is an editor, she posted her excellent commentary on this little movie here, you should read it. I'll just add that it took me some places I did not expect me to go, and I absolutely love how the composer took the simplest nursery rhyme ditty and created all sorts of poignant emotive variations on it as the story went on... bleh. I told you I was through writing today. Can't properly describe even a cute 15 minute video. Enjoy!
I find myself in need of a few more creative prompts like these to keep writing today:
|Just follow the light of Erendil, our most beloved star.|
|As the flames from the burning bras climbed higher and higher, the first all-women's fire brigade was born of sheepish necessity.|
|Tried to create beauty. I got mixed results.|
|I'll can only tell you this story in person. There's a lot of hang gestures involved.|
|The girl on the right is most definitely my every Monday.|
|Library, actually. I have too much respect for objects in museums to touch them, and so I would get bored after 15 years in a museum. And zoo, well... monkeys wouldn't be as good company as the classic fiction section.|