Wild Card #2. There were no Parent Trap style handshakes involved but I have nonetheless made a pact with Amanda of A Noodle in A Haystack to produce one wild card post a month. Not only is it a chance to flex muscles outside of filmdom, it has the added fun of not knowing what we may come up with. Feel free to pull up a chair and join us if you like. The more the merrier.
Walking through stores I always notice them. Picture frames on display with black and white photographs peering from newly minted frames, ghosts encased in silver too bright for their faded world. And I've always wondered why. Are some old photographs in the public domain, making them a more suitable choice for companies that want to give potential buyers an idea of how their own loved ones will look? Do families donate their likeness? Or is it some perverse reminder of what we all will soon become? Souls for sale. Two for the price of one.