Despite the beautiful cinematography, the backdrop of real-life witchcraft has always made me feel that New York City is a much weirder place than people are letting on. See “Rosemary’s Baby” for more on that angle. “Bell, Book and Candle” is, however, a beautifully shot movie and makes a great way to kick off the holiday season.
That is, if you don’t concentrate too much on the meaning of the title. A bell, book and candle are used in excommunication rites, so linking that imagery with the Christmas season may seem a bit Grinchly. If you just focus on the scenery and the love story, you should be ready to go out and nail up those decorations afterward.
Because of the feline costar of “Bell, Book and Candle,” Pyewacket became a popular name for cats. Apparently, cats are closely bonded to witches – chalk up one more reason to be a dog person. I’ve never known any cats named Pyewacket, but I have known a few I thought may have been possessed.
On a bewitching musical note, Jack Lemmon lending bongo accompaniment to a jazz band’s rendetion of “Stormy Weather” in the Greenwich Village club where all the witches hang out is not to be missed. There are some pretty snappy dressers in that crowd – I guess the beatniks turned out for the late show.
There are no beatniks at Carlsbad, California’s Witch Creek Winery, but they are loaded for bear in the cat department. Le Chat Blanc would seem to be the white witch, while Screaming Kitty, their 2008 Proprietary Red blend, features Petite Sirah, Zinfandel and Primitivo. Their Chateau Neuf Du Cat screams sour cherry and a puff of smoke. Let us know if a witch appears when you open the bottle. It sells for $23 and is available only through the winery.
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