a woman who lived in the country watched and waited for the approach of the city. she was convinced it would come directly from the north and only in the afternoon, so she scanned the northern horizon through binoculars until tea time. etc. :)))
Lewis Carroll trapped in a filing cabinet. It's actually quite good fun and short enough not to outstay it's limited welcome, mixing the domestically lyrical visuals with the absurdist savant audio track, although R is for Red Herring.
A child's alphabet book goes FAR off the rails...like i said Greenaway is a weirdo, but he's my kind of weirdo....P is for Postmodern...(by the way, we kinda painted ourselves into a corner with that adjective, for, what's past postmodern?)