Bagged off (in a professional, find-a-sub-first manner) the radio show tonight. Just needed those two hours to work on the laundry list of things I needed to get done. Which, yes, did include laundry. Mostly got all that dealt with. Now I'm reading and listening to the electronica channel on the cable, which has played some surprisingly good stuff.
Last night I watched Winged Migration. I think probably it would've been better on the big screen. It's visually stunning to the point of breath-taking. But the TV in the living room doesn't do breath-taking all that well. And since the visuals weren't able to overwhelm me, I was able to notice the music, which is heinous almost throughout. Some ghastly mix of new age and deracinated worldbeat. The other distracting thing was I kept wondering if any of the shots were staged. There was an opening title card that disavowed all special effects. But nature documentary films have a long history of manufacturing reality, when nature won't come thru with the needed shots. And there were a few points in the movie that carried that whiff. All of which makes it sound like I didn't enjoy the movie. But I did. It's quite spectacular. Reminded me a bit of Microcosmos which is also visually brilliant, if a bit dodgy around the edges.

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