This is my time of year. I love Christmas! It’s the season of giving and everyone seems a little jollier. You’ve got the great Christmas classics on TV and the radio. Houses and shops are festively decorated. Packages arrive at the house almost daily and cards are delivered with joyful wishes and season’s greetings. And let’s not forget about the eggnog! It’s a happy time to be a happy person. Though this year, the holidays seem rushed and have come out of nowhere, I am getting into the spirit and helping others get into it as well. Baxter has his stocking hung by the fireplace and I am hosting our family’s Christmas get-together next weekend. As much as I love this time, I have some holiday confessions I need to get off my chest.
Every other Tuesday, I have the luxury of rolling out of bed and working from my “office” in the living room. It’s a pretty sweet set-up that has me bare-faced and properly attired in lounge pants and a sweatshirt. On these days, since I have no co-workers to chat with, I pop in movie after movie to add a little background noise to an otherwise quiet day.
For whatever reason, a lot of the time I resort to watching cartoons. Being the Disney fanatic that I am, I have practically all of the “classic films” of my childhood. And of course there are the Pixar tales as well. It’s nice to have films that I have watched time and time again that I don’t have to pay attention to anymore. I can work on spreadsheets and reports without being worried that I’m going to miss something. There’s nothing to miss… I can recite almost all of these movies from start to finish without much effort. And I still thoroughly enjoy each viewing.
After watching 101 Dalmatians and Lady and the Tramp today, I got to thinking about my favorite Disney animated films. There are just so many things that I have wondered about since I was a little girl and even more that I’ve considered as an adult.
Everyone knows the names of the great philosophers in life. Aristotle believed in doing good for goodness’ sake. Socrates held virtue above all other human characteristics. Nietzsche thought that people were driven by achievement. And Tim Burton argues that reality and the impossible walk a fine line.
My name is Jessica and I believe in Tim Burton.
I have been a Burtonite since I was a child with such greats as Beetlejuice, Batman, Batman Returns, Edward Scissorhands, and what seems to be everyone’s favorite these days, The Nightmare Before Christmas frequently playing in the VCR. Granted, it wasn’t until high school that I discovered that all of my favorite movies were from the mind of a dark and twisted genius who grew up lonely in the suburbs of Burbank, California. In college, my world became immersed with reading his autobiography (now in a rereleased extended version) and learning everything I could about my favorite filmmaker.