Reading: Babar and his Children (1938)

I should have titled this post, “Why this book would not be published today,” because that’s what I’m going to talk about. But I thought that title might be confusing to random searchers. First, the blatant things: Little Arthur is distracted by marching soldiers. Not only does a person not see random marching soldiers todayContinue reading “Reading: Babar and his Children (1938)”

Watching: The Petrified Forest (1936)

The Petrified Forest (1935) is a chick flick that masquerades as a gangster flick. I was all set for Humphrey Bogart to be a bad guy, and he was, but only here and there and the overall tone is much more existential than I expected. Much more delving into the nature of life and itsContinue reading “Watching: The Petrified Forest (1936)”