Canada Post Releases Stamps to Celebrate NFB’s 75th Anniversary

To commemorate the National Film Board of Canada’s 75th anniversary, Canada Post released a set of five stamps this month that celebrate the government-run studio’s films. Two of the five stamps are related to animated films: John Weldon’s Log Driver’s Waltz (1979) and Norman McLaren’s Neighbors (1962). A third stamp features animator Gerald Potterton’s live-action short The Railrodder (1965), which starred Buster Keaton in one of his last leading roles. Watch all of the films on the NFB website or order the stamps on the Canada Post website.

(Thanks, Sterling Sheehy)


  • jonhanson

    As
    an American I have a lot to be proud of artistically but I’ll always be
    jealous of what our neighbors up North have been able to create through
    the NFB. I feel like even the most staunch libertarian should see the
    case for public art funding after a few hours spent watching some of the
    masterpieces this organization has produced.

  • StephaneDumas

    I’m a bit disseapointed, there’s no stamp for the animated classic “The Sweater” based on a short story written by Roch Carrier about hockey passion in Canada (mainly in the province of Quebec). This is a NFB classic we shouldn’t ignore. One guy even did a fanfilm parody of the Sweater.
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZZyDsF-Gp3o
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-k4Wzj8bso

  • Toonio

    Neighbors FTW

  • Dainty

    The great animator Grant Munro on a stamp! Awesome! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grant_Munro_(filmmaker)

  • Terry Ritchie

    THEY were two rough and tough cowboys/caballeros from Argentina or Brazil, lean and tanned. When I asked them what they were doing spending all of their vacation in Montreal instead of the much more beautiful West, they simultaneously held out their Metro passes worn around their necks like honours. “You’re going to spend a whole month riding around on our buses and subways?” I said, incredulous. With these, they said, they could go down to the National Film Board and watch any damned thing they wanted. “We wanted to see the country that made such astonishingly beautiful and imaginative films,” they said. They’d watched them once or twice a month projected onto a sheet at their ranch. “And?” I asked, expecting them to say they were disappointed. “We’re still here,” they said. I always meant to do the same thing myself, I was so impressed, but naturally I never did. Now I can. Much thanks, or should I say Muchos gracias.