Since Christie sent me the news that ABC Family is developing a TV series of Now and Then, I’m waxing nostalgic about how much I hate that movie.
Now and Then was the most craptacular thing I’ve ever seen in a
theater. I don’t remember too much but the floating graves, searching
the microfilm to solve some mystery that I found profoundly boring,
skinnydipping and Demi Moore wearing black and brooding while smoking
her face off (because she was a writer, see?). My most vivid memory is
talking through the entire thing because I found it laughable. Even the
font for the credits was laughable. I am surprised nobody in the theater
asked us to shut up.
What is the point of developing a TV series of a movie from 17 years
ago? It got awful reviews so why revisit it? And why now? Why the ‘60s
nostalgia through a child’s eyes when we already had The Wonder Years? Actually, maybe this story would work better for kids on ABC Family than it did for adults in the theater.
If they had wanted a tag line for the original movie, they could have
said “Four women trying in vain to act their way out of a paper bag.”
It’s not catchy but it would be accurate. Three out of the four leads
were horrifying; women I just don’t like on screen. (I don’t have a
problem with Rita Wilson.)
I’m in a pissy mood today so now I’m going to be excessively catty about these people.
Demi Moore should change her name to Demi Meh because she is the
definition of mediocrity. Her entire career summation could read “She
was in Ghost” and it wouldn’t leave out anything relevant. I was
reading Christopher Ciccone’s book about Madonna and he mentioned how
they were always hanging out with Demi and some A-listers and I just
thought, “Demi Moore seems like the most uninteresting person in the
world and I can’t imagine who would hang out with her.”
I liked Rosie O’Donnell for about three seconds until I realized the
only reason I cared about her was because she was friends with Madonna.
She didn’t bother me too much until she cut her hair with a tabletop
paper cutter and started being hateful to everyone. This is not a smart
strategy for someone whose livelihood depends on being an approachable
talk show host. She just turned into an asshole.
Melanie Griffith always seemed to me like someone who could barely
pronounce her own name because it was such a tongue twister. She seems
barely sentient to me. It doesn’t help that she’s had so many rounds of
plastic surgery that it looks like she can barely open her jaw or move
her eyes to indicate emotion. I cannot stand this woman. I don’t
understand how she could have sprung from Tippi Hedren’s womb. I bet
Tippi still looks better than her daughter today.
Instead of Now and Then, I know what we can call the TV series to allude to the frequency at which I will watch it: Never.
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