Smaller Joys

Such as this. Upon impulse I watched a dvd of one of Cousteau's films. beautiful. Clear and simple logic, a minimum of words and a maximum of dreamlike images. I know I grew up with his films, part of the landscape, as is his voice, thankfully, slyly not removed by the American producers, though the credits say it is... it's that voice, plus the gliding otherworldy underwater tracks that makes for the magic. Try it. Now, where's that saran wrap...?