Peacock Gramophone

And lo did the Prophet Irving say that forsoever there be the light of the moon and melodious sounds and the communion of souls and the seeking thereto, the righteous shall move their limbs in defiance of looming imperfections. Nina Paley’s Sita Sings the Blues evoked that spirit in me; maybe it will you.

The film is a gestalt of the legend of Sita and Rama, and a modern break-up story, and set to an equally superb blend of traditional Indian music and the jazz of Annette Hanshaw. It also has a rather fine cat.

I could deconstruct it into pieces and rhapsodize about them, praise the art, the humour, the evoking of uniqueness and commonality. However, I choose instead to offer an unjudged joy.

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