The end of the paper map? Surely not!

 "I think we should go here, here, and here."

You can probably imagine this road-tripper’s response to a recently-discovered story about the death of a map shop in Indianapolis. After running their shop for almost 30 years, Tim and Dayle Gravenstreter ran the Odyssey Map Store, where shoppers could browse through maps numbering in the thousands that would guide travellers through hundreds of countries around the world.

“I’ve met so many wonderful people,” Dayle Gravenstreter told me one autumn afternoon before they shuttered their doors for good. “African cab drivers who point out where they’re from on the map, a lot of military families, people going into the Peace Corps,” she said. “Everyone has a story and I’ve enjoyed listening to them all.”

There’s something about maps that appeals to us—the promise of discovery, of places to roam. Now, of course, we seem to see maps most often as decor, as any two-minute to Pinterest will testify. Though most folks rarely use a paper map anymore, preferring instead the guidance of a GPS, we can’t seem to resist their allure.

Yearning. Texas, Route 66, USA. Photo copyright Jen Baker/Liberty Images; all rights reserved.

Your GPS has NO idea where this is.

Of course, that preference for new technology has led to the shuttering of Odyssey:

Customers planning major family trips had been the core of Odyssey’s business, but in its last remaining years, those people stayed home to do their research on the computer. Map collectors became the primary base, but antique globes and reproductions of 17th-century seafarers maps couldn’t keep the doors open. Dayle pulled one of the reproductions from the shelf, lovingly pointing out specific details, like the scary-looking sea monster trolling the southern Atlantic Ocean. Besides the map’s aesthetic appearance, she just likes the feel of it in her hands.

“I like to see things on paper, to get that larger view that you can’t get from a GPS screen,” she said.

Dayle lamented that many younger people might never know the pleasing heft of an atlas or the musty smell of an old glove box map; that old technology is no match for the instant gratification of a Garmin’s lifeless drone telling you where to turn.

Dayle and the article’s author, Rob Annis, are correct. Having a paper map or atlas will not only serve you well if you end up in a dead zone (or if there’s a cataclysm of some sort), but the old-school explorer version gives you a big picture. Though we do have a GPS, for the road trips we take, we never use the darned thing; it’s paper maps, map books, and atlases all the way unless we need to find gasoline or coffee Right Now. Besides, it’s just plain fun to pull over, spread the map against the dashboard, and figure out which way to get where we’re going.

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TCM Top 5 & Work Wednesday

Red and white flowers atop cut-down tree. Dublin Cemetery, Ohio. Photo copyright Jen Baker/Liberty Images; all rights reserved.

There are quite a few excellent films coming up, which is a good thing as we’re expecting rain for the next six or seven straight days (it’s fine, I’ve tomatoes, peas, green beans, and other goodies going in the garden and have planted a few more plants in the pollinator’s garden, too) here in central Ohio! Best of all, TCM is screening the little-known but exceptional The Mortal Storm on Monday, birthday of my favourite actor, Jimmy Stewart. For something more lighthearted but still affecting, though, we have Kerr and Mitchum just before prime time Saturday night.

Also, for the past week I’ve been sharing photos I took at the Dublin Cemetery here in Columbus on Flickr, so you all get to enjoy those as well.

Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison 1957
6PM Saturday, May 18

Well, yours truly will be watching Orb win the next leg of the Triple Crown, but if Thoroughbred racing isn’t your scene, Heaven Knows is an endearing, funny, and rather lovely film about a nun (Deborah Kerr) and US Marine (Robert Mitchum) who end up stranded on an island; the sister was abandoned by the local priest and the other had died, and the Marine, shipwrecked after his submarine was destroyed by the enemy. Before they complete their escape raft to Fiji, the Japanese arrive, The odd pair scramble to survive during the occupation, and living in a cave together as they must, they get to know each other quite well indeed.

Gentle and pious Sister Angela is still more than young enough and attractive, nor has she taken her final vows; the handsome Corporal Allison young and a leatherneck indeed, but truly chivalrous and gallant, protecting Sister Angela and providing her what he can, even at risk of his life. There’s a fight, machismo, a marriage proposal, illness, grave danger, and a decision. One of director John Houston’s very best films, this is a character study, as his best films usually were—and he couldn’t have picked better actors, either. Kerr and Mitchum are perfect in their roles, utterly believable—and as someone has said about their multiple films together, Mitchum gave Kerr sex appeal and Kerr gave Mitchum class.The Dublin Cemetery road with trees & shadows, Dublin, Ohio. Photo copyright Jen Baker/Liberty Images; all rights reserved.

This is actually filmed in DeLuxe, not Technicolor, but I think it’s lovely all the same in that regard; the island is beautiful, and Houston makes sure we know this.

My grandfather was stationed in the South Pacific during the war, so perhaps it’s between that family history and the obvious fact that it’s a tropical island that makes this a wintertime favourite of mine—but it’s good to watch all year ’round.

Also worth watching: The Virgin Queen 1955, 4:15PM; Bride of Frankenstein 1935, 8PM; The Private Life of Henry VIII 1933, 9:30PM.

Here Comes Mr. Jordan
10AM Sunday, May 19

It’s very hard not to like this film, a fantasy-drama-comedy about a boxer who is accidentally allowed by an angel to die before his time. This mistake is corrected by angel Mr. Jordan (Claude Rains), who must find the boxer a new body to live in until his time does come. Joe’s return to earthly life, however, is complicated when he’s first placed in the body of a wealthy man, Bruce Farnsworth, whose nasty wife and her lover want him dead, and make a couple of attempts at ensuring that happens. To top off these hijinks, Joe’s former manager (hilariously played by James Gleason) is drafted for Joe’s comeback—in the rotund body of the tycoon–and a pretty, sweet-natured young woman seeking Farnsworth’s help for her father.

Farfetched? Yup. But the film’s terrific screenplay and laugh-out-loud funny and clever dialogue make Here Comes Mr. Jordan work very well—as do the fine performances, particularly from Robert Montgomery (Joe), James Gleason, and of course Claude Rains. Continue reading

It’s almost here!

One of the very few television shows of recent years (hm…more like the past ten…) I’ve really enjoyed and even loved is “Arrested Development”. I’ll never forget answering the phone as Tobias (dressed as a giant mole) did battle with George Michael (in a spaceman jetpack) in front of Japanese investors. “I’m very particular about construction codes!”, shouted Tobias, as he crunched the model “model homes”. Answering the phone as this unfolded before my eyes, I began laughing so hard I actually cried and could not get a single sensible word out. Thank God it was my future husband on the phone and not someone with a job offer! (That incident also convinced him to watch the show—the episode in question is here.)

Like many fans of the cult program, I will let loose helpless giggles upon hearing “Final Countdown” or “Christmastime Is Here”, seeing cutoffs, or the appearance of “an illusionist”; the reminder to “leave a note” often comes up around here along with “I’ve made a huge mistake”. The show’s cancellation was a big disappointment to those who loved the hyper-dysfunctional Bluths…though there was off-and-on talk of a movie just to drive us crazy. The show’s running gags and favourite lines stayed with us all over the years, and being an “Arrested Development” fan is either entry into a club or a sign of your goofiness. No matter. I love the show.

Happily, Netflix of all places put the series back into production, and lovers of frozen bananas everywhere can join the Bluth family in progress when all of Season 4 is released on Netflix May 26! It’s so soon! And a trailer was at last released to whet our Bluth-starved appetites.

I can’t wait!

Oh, just remember…chickens don’t clap. And there’s always money in the banana stand.

May 26 is going to be OFF the HOOK! How about you? Any favourite “Arrested Development” scenes?

Monday Escape: Fuzzy Time!

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Bumblebees like this one are among the very first pollinators out and about in the spring; a few have already ‘buzzed’ me when I’ve been out and about in the yard this year. They have a long working season ahead of them!

By the way, it takes quite a bit of provocation to get a bumblebee to sting you; they are pretty docile bees, much more so than honeybees. There’s relatively little reason to fear these friendly, fuzzy garden critters, so enjoy watching them work.

Quick look at the Blue Whale

Thanks to Ron at Route 66 News for posting this short but entertaining little video about the world-famous Blue Whale of Catoosa. I have to say: my favourite part of it is the sunshine! It was quite drizzly during our visit, though believe me, NOTHING can take joy away from the experience of visiting the Blue Whale. I kid you not. It’s such fun!

I can see that a great deal of work has been done since my visit two years ago. The segment was probably done, as Ron suggested, in anticipation of last night’s Blue Tie Affair, a “quirky blue tie formal” event which raises money to save and maintain Ol’ Blue. We couldn’t make it this year, but maybe next—I have the perfect vintage blue tiki dress for the event, and am sure I can find shoes to match! Perhaps I can even ‘kidnap’ some of my friends from Nashville on the way to Oklahoma so we can all go together…

I will say that the reporter’s comment about people travelling to the US “just” to travel 66 is a bit irksome. Thousands travel the Mother Road every year; it’s a dream of many thousands more, and quite do-able. Then again, we often take for granted what we have in our own backyard. Still, the “Route 66 does not exist anymore” myth is, unfortunately, very much alive and well. What a shame!

By the way, Ol’ Blue is always sharing interesting things on Twitter. The whale can be quite chatty, too!

The Blue Whale of Catoosa & new friend, Route 66, Oklahoma, USA. Photo copyright Jen Baker/Liberty Images; all rights reserved.

Stevie Y, the world’s only cephalopod to travel Route 66, gets a good look at Ol’ Blue.