I was thinking about the first time my dad took me to see Norman McLaren's film Neighbours, among other Canadian Film Board films, and remembering how appalled I was. I can't think I was very old - certainly young enough to be thoroughly scared when the two men kill the mothers and babies. (I wasn't nearly as bothered by them killing each other. And I remember thinking the flowers were being much too forgiving at the end.) If you haven't watched it in a while, or if you've never seen it, it's well worth a look. And then I remembered this ... I welcome you to take a few moments to return to 1957 (or go there for the first time if you're that bit younger) and watch A Chairy Tale by Norman McLaren with music by Ravi Shankar on sitar and Chantur Lal on tabla.
