Great Expectations that promptly fell flat...
08/14/2023
I love a costume drama. Pretty much any costume drama. In fact, I'm not the person who says, "Only the Colin Firth Mr. Darcy" is relevant. Even though, I love the 1995 version of Pride and Prejudice more than any other, I want them to make more Austen. (As long as it doesn't have Keira Knightley in it.)
I love a good remake and I always get excited to see a new version of my favorite classics. I loved the latest version of "Far from the Madding Crowd." It was excellent. Bathsheba is one of my favorite characters. If you don't know the story, she's basically a female version of the prodigal son. But here's the thing, the audience doesn't care for a female prodigal so it's not a well-loved story. And I think it should be. Such a great story and not nearly as depressing as most Thomas Hardy novels.
But let's talk Dickens. Dickens is such an amazing storyteller. To this day, the description of Scrooge as a character is one of my favorite paragraphs in all of literature:
"Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shriveled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his low temperature always about with him; he iced his office in the dog-days; and didn't thaw it one degree at Christmas."