When you’re right, you’re right, and you’re right.

Last night I watched The Secret of NIMH for the first time in a while. I’d forgotten how much of the Lad’s idiosyncrasies are lifted directly from that film, but I realized it all over again when, towards the end, a concrete block is magically lifted from a mud puddle and hangs in the air, shining like the second coming of Christ. It seems to call out to the audience, “I am good. I am sturdy. Combine me with hefty wood pieces to make furniture of me.” I can just imagine the five year old Lad viewing this scene for the first time, his face suddenly lighting with the inner glow of epiphany as visions of concrete and plywood bed frames, TV stands, and window seats dance through his mind.