Moving day is at hand. Prepare to move your very, very odd family.
Tonight I’m rolling with the animated flashback theme and watching The Secret of NIMH (available on Netflix Instant). This viewing is in honor of my impending move tomorrow because every time I change apartments, I’m heavily reminded of the scene with the Shrew. And I toss this quote at anyone who will listen (repeatedly) while I’m packing and cleaning and preparing, even though it’s not especially clever, most people have no idea what I’m referencing, and also it makes no sense in context. No matter how odd I am, I am still only one person.
It’s been 13 years since the last major Don Bluth release. I find that bittersweet because I have appreciated his work my whole life even if it never moved me in quite the same way as the Disney movies of my youth. The stories were always just slightly off, like a beautiful gem with a flaw. The movies never quite hit all the right notes at exactly the correct times, and the result was an indefinable lacking. That special Disney je ne sais quoi was missing. And yet — revisiting NIMH I’m struck by how amazingly gorgeous the visuals are with all the moody intricacy and the uniquely ripe texture displayed in all his projects. The artwork is so special, and in the case of NIMH, there’s also a lush Jerry Goldsmith score.
Huh. You know, I’ve never questioned it before, but why do super-intelligent science-experiment-gone-awry rats also happen to have a magic necklace just lying around? Also, with or without courage of the heart, I think I could totally rock a red and gold amulet just like that.
By the way, I feel obligated to mention that last summer I had just recently launched a promising new blog when I interrupted my flow to move into DC. What with all the associated hassle and bother and needing to shop for new lamps and trying to unpack after work when I was already tired and then the stockpiling of procrastination-related guilt… Yeah, that all pretty much killed it dead. And, here we go again, only eleven months later. I should warn you that I’m jeopardizing the welfare of this blog to move back to Virginia, solely out of a selfish desire to once again share a residence with my boyfriend and our cat now that the Army has seen fit to bring him to this area after two looong years stationed over 900 miles away.
Anyway, we’ll now be taking a short break from our regularly scheduled programming. I’ll see y’all again on the flip side. Probably. Maybe?