Long before the time of books, radio, television, and video games, people were telling stories. So many of these stories have been told so many times that they share common elements, but the twist of one fact could change the course and create an entirely new tale. That’s part of the difficulty of trying to bring one of these old tales to light, as people can sometimes lose focus, feeling that they know just where the story is going and may miss the truth that lives within it.
Tall tales and tall deeds.
When I was a kid, I loved the Jim Henson's Storyteller series. I didn’t quite know what it was. I only caught a few episodes, and it never quite entered my consciousness as to who Jim Henson was, though I loved watching The Muppet Show on summer mornings after Gomer Pyle and F Troop. (I have since continued my eclectic taste for programing from multiple decades, but that’s a tale for another time.) The Storyteller was pitched a little above my age group, but it was one of those shows that stayed with me, resonating without me realizing why. When I came back upon it on DVD eight years ago, I was enraptured. It was somehow nostalgic and yet completely new, as I had not seen the majority of the episodes. The series found the magic of myth and storytelling in a perfect mix that managed to invoke something primal in my consciousness, a forgotten time where stories were told over many days by an elder around a fire, when stories were something more than just an entertainment. They had a life all their own.