A Hideous, Hideous Mistake…
So I watched Girl, Interrupted the other night, and at first, I didn’t think it was that bad. First, the movie is set in a psychiatric hospital in the 1960’s, so I’m pretty sure that those of us who may be sent to one in the modern day are freed from worries of electric shock therapy. Phew.
The movie was fine until half-way through, or thereabouts, when a lot of it really started to hit home with me. Is that main character, Susanna, really crazy? Or is the world she lives in crazy? Or maybe her insanity has her more enlightened than the average Joe?
I’m not sure, but either way, I didn’t cry for Steel Magnolias, Beaches, Titanic, or The Notebook. This one had me weeping in my pillows until I feared I might actually drown in the soggy mess that made up my bed when I was through.
Clearly, I should stick to horror. I always sleep much better after movies of that genre.
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