We watched an animated (wordless) film today with the children –– The Boy and the World –– that was a visual feast with echoes of Klee, Miro and Braque. It tells the story of a little boy whose father leaves the family’s rural home to find work in the city. Determined to bring his family back together,  Cuca embarks on a journey in search of his father. The music –– pan flutes, samba and Brazilian hip hop  –– is as rich and beautiful as the visuals. It was a toss up between this and Kung Fu Panda, and I’m glad we chose the film we did. I’ve promised Po for another day.