Went to see a movie at nighttime with a grownup! The excitement.
I enjoyed the movie. I thought it was very cleverly put together and balanced sentimentality with narrative drive. But I suspect I'll be forgetting about it pretty soon rather than that having it live in my soul forever. But you never know, I suppose. It's not like I've ever forgotten What Katy Did at School so clearly I can't be too fussy.
I think I'll go and read the book.
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Ha! I came out of the movie and fell into Valley of the Dolls, for no reason other than I just wanted to crawl under the covers with something really, really easy and nostalgic. Not like it was a traumatic experience or anything!
Frankly I remember finding Valley of the Dolls quite traumatic too. I think it was the bit with the Senator talking to the woman's bosoms that did my head in. I was quite young at the time and had not been exposed to personified body parts before.
I think I must be an evil person, because despite the horrors endured by the children in the film I came out horribly cheerful.
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