I was just reading over on 50 Years Too Late about a planned mini-series remake of Mildred Pierce for television.
I think what turned me off was the mention of television. Oh, wait, HBO - ok better, but I don't have that channel.
I keep crabbing to friends how today's movies, well, suck. I don't like going out to movies like normal people. I cringe at the too cold or too hot atmosphere, being arm to arm with hundreds of strangers, and paying $13 for a lame movie. Yet a glimmer of hope always appears in the back of my mind when I hear about remakes or stories based in the 30s or 40s. Remakes are typically terrible, but maybe what appeals to me is the connection you can make with the old.
So, back to Mildred Pierce, which holds a firm slot in my DVD collection. Perhaps we'll all be able to see Mildred really clobber her daughter. That would be worth the watch.
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