Norman McLaren: Le Merle (1958)


We have a blackbird who likes to perch on our TV aerial, from where he sings his heart out with unfettered ebullience. He brings me joy. You know he just loves making all that noise. He also dashes about in the garden, picking up bark chip in his yellow beak and chucking it around in his search for a juicy worm or two. I actually think he waits until I’ve tided up before breaking cover from beneath the frothy valance of a fern to mess everything up again. I don’t mind though. It’s a game.

Norman McLaren’s Le Merle nails what is irrepressibly cheery about the blackbird. I’ve always loved this animation for its charm and its simplicity.