Informants, e.g. Deke, tell me this film is getting high marks from critics, though I've not read a single review. Melody was also drawn to this film based on previews, which made it seem promising. I was not disappointed.
I'm feeling rather neuro-skeletal myself these days. Nathaniel Bobbit and I have been talking about a Blender rigging of the skeleton by email. Mainly it's my left knee that's demanding my attention. I forced myself up Mt. Tabor this morning, as a diagnostic. Yikes. Not again tomorrow. Where's that microwavable bean bag? Ibuprophen, do your magic.
The idea of a family altar with ancestors depicted, took me back to the writings of Fletcher Prouty regarding Vietnam, and the hype about how Catholics were being forced south, long story. How true was that, versus how much fake news? Lansdale was a storyteller, in the midst of wars. Preying on Catholic fears of non-deists (e.g. "Communists") was big in those days.
Mexico is fine with the concept of an afterlife, and Disney is not afraid to embellish on the metaphysics, as Disney is no stranger to either death or mythologies, these being eternal themes. I'm happy to have animation delve into various cultures, with expert care. I still need to see the Polynesian scenario, my bad.
I'm not going to recount the plot. I'm only going to underline my admiration for a cartoon World of the Dead. Not heaven, in the sense of angels playing harps on clouds. Far less stupid. And there's death in that world too, that comes from being forgotten, or "garbage collected" as we say in the Python world.
Good job Pixar. I'm fine with the lack of priests and churches. We don't need their mediation to remember the ancestors, or to explain how it all works after death (Purgatory etc.).
Speaking of Purgatory, coming down from Mt. Tabor I stopped in at Common Grounds to nurse my knee and read Harper's December issue. The journalist doing the profile of what it's like to work in refineries in the Emirates seemed a bit of a clod, but really dedicated. I'll look for the book. Good job on countering the myth on Middle America (another article), but it's hard to fight ingrained tropes.
I'm feeling rather neuro-skeletal myself these days. Nathaniel Bobbit and I have been talking about a Blender rigging of the skeleton by email. Mainly it's my left knee that's demanding my attention. I forced myself up Mt. Tabor this morning, as a diagnostic. Yikes. Not again tomorrow. Where's that microwavable bean bag? Ibuprophen, do your magic.
The idea of a family altar with ancestors depicted, took me back to the writings of Fletcher Prouty regarding Vietnam, and the hype about how Catholics were being forced south, long story. How true was that, versus how much fake news? Lansdale was a storyteller, in the midst of wars. Preying on Catholic fears of non-deists (e.g. "Communists") was big in those days.
Mexico is fine with the concept of an afterlife, and Disney is not afraid to embellish on the metaphysics, as Disney is no stranger to either death or mythologies, these being eternal themes. I'm happy to have animation delve into various cultures, with expert care. I still need to see the Polynesian scenario, my bad.
I'm not going to recount the plot. I'm only going to underline my admiration for a cartoon World of the Dead. Not heaven, in the sense of angels playing harps on clouds. Far less stupid. And there's death in that world too, that comes from being forgotten, or "garbage collected" as we say in the Python world.
Good job Pixar. I'm fine with the lack of priests and churches. We don't need their mediation to remember the ancestors, or to explain how it all works after death (Purgatory etc.).
Speaking of Purgatory, coming down from Mt. Tabor I stopped in at Common Grounds to nurse my knee and read Harper's December issue. The journalist doing the profile of what it's like to work in refineries in the Emirates seemed a bit of a clod, but really dedicated. I'll look for the book. Good job on countering the myth on Middle America (another article), but it's hard to fight ingrained tropes.
