electric relaxation

I’ve recently come to realise that my addiction to television may be hereditary; my father has been mainlining the Columbo first season DVD set (a birthday gift from my mother) for a good chunk of my vacation thus far. In the closing credits for Murder by the Book, I was surprised to notice directing credit attributed to one Steven Spielberg. Sure enough, Spielberg directed the episode, and at the ripe old age of 22.

Anyway, Columbo kicks ass. Or maybe I’m just extremely fond of the seventies post-technicolor Panavision aesthetic when coupled with a smooth jazz soundtrack. It’s probably the latter, since I can actually stomach Charles Bronson movies.