If anyone is looking for a final holiday treat, I highly recommend the animated movie Fantastic Mr. Fox, which I review here. Don’t think that you need to have a child in tow to see it; its satire of the urbane modern personality is hilarious; the dialogue is marvelously witty; and the soundtrack pulses with energy. If you need a message, evolutionary biologists will cheer its moral that one’s nature is inbred.
I adore cartoons and every other type of animated film, because they display the human imagination at its apex of creativity, liberated from such unnecessary drags as gravity and every other law of the universe. And they show the director’s knowledge of human expressiveness, since his actors do nothing by instinct. He must explicitly command every pregnant pause, every ironic arch of an eyebrow. We live in an age of great animators, one of many things to feel optimistic about.