So this week I’m reading Insanity (Mad In Wonderland), by Cameron Jace, in which alleged mass murderer Alice (who may or may not be that Alice), is sprung from an insane asylum by a serial killer known as the Pillar (who may or may not be [but probably is] that Caterpillar) in order to catch another serial killer known as the Cheshire Cat (who may or may not be [but probably is] that Cheshire Cat). If you think all this sounds a little bit like “American McGee’s ‘Alice'” meets Silence of the Lambs, you’re not the only one.
Observed on the final approach to Lindbergh Field in San Diego:
So this week, as the school year drew to a close and my wife’s classroom prepared to shut down (forever, due to the school’s closure), she was looking for something to occupy the kids during their final days of attendance. She thought she might show them a movie based on one of the books they read in her classroom every year: Bridge to Terabithia. But before showing it to the kids, she thought it would be a good idea to watch it here first, to make sure the filmmakers hadn’t screwed it up. Because we all know what a bang-up job Hollywood always does on book adaptations, don’t we?