A fine show and a fine encode. The Nixon news at the beginning is a nice addition; some of us remember those days . . . some as children remember things and some as adults remember things. But if you're 30 years old or younger you're not part of that club.

It's difficult or impossible for me to be objective about Dorian. It seems to be very well written and acted, but somehow it doesn't have that magic "umph" for me. I'm pretty sure it's my over-familiarity with the story. (As if I could say, "I was sure surprised when Hamlet died at the end of the play.")

So I think it's a good or even great episode from RMT. But for me . . . not so much. Weird, because the RMT version of Jeckyl/Hyde still strikes me as very fresh and lively, and I'm probably equally familiar with that tale.

Of course some/many of the scenes are very good; when the girlfriend dies, the struggle in the attic, and conversations with the butler.

The original moral of the tale holds up well; you sow what you reap, and what goes around comes around. Somewhat of a platitude but very accurate nonetheless. Something that each person of each generation has to learn anew.

Well, time to get back to my painting. I'm doing a rendition of my dog hoping that this will forstall the ageing process in the beast. He does live a wild life, on the edge most of the time, so it'll be interesting to check up on the condition of the work from time to time once it's completed. No doubt he'll store it in the attic of his doghouse.