Our pal James H. Burns writes a nice little piece for the Village Voice about a treasured holiday recollection: Watching Laurel and Hardy in March of the Wooden Soldiers. And a great little movie it is, too. In fact, I remember that when it was colorized, film buffs who ordinarily decry that process as vandalism either didn't notice or didn't object too strenuously. It's such a colorful film in its original black-and-white that a lot of folks thought it was always in color.