Was my reaction to viewing a recently released and highly anticipated mini-series, but since my complaints were not taken seriously (and I was informed it was in fact a crime to call 000 for something that was not technically a life-threatening emergency… at least according to them) I will have to vent my thoughts here instead.
During the Christmas holidays the lovely team over at Stan dropped the new BBC version of Little Women, a re-imagining of the iconic 1869 Louisa May Alcott novel that I, along with many other generations of readers, have loved and devoured over time until the pages fell out of my book.
Listen: The Binge host Laura Brodnik explains the one every upsetting scene in the new Little Women.
Remaking a classic story is always a bit of a Hail Mary gamble, but this time around there were a lot of fans out there already prepared to have their Little Women loving hearts broken. Especially since the 1994 film version starring Winona Ryder as Jo March is pretty much regarded as the ultimate cinematic interpretation of the work.
And yet, I did try to put aside my book bias and watch the new mini-series with open eyes and there was actually a lot to like.
The entire thing is a pretty, pastel treat for the eyes and there’s a very gentle, almost lyrical way the whole story unfolds on screen, rendering the viewing experience almost like receiving a “warm hug on a very bad day” as one of my colleagues so eloquently put it.
The series also features quite an impressive cast, Emily Watson adds a new layer of depth to the sometimes one-dimensional Marmee March and Dame Angela Lansbury is completely sublime as Aunt March. Even celebrity offspring Maya Hawke (daughter of Uma Thurman and Ethan Hawke, in what I highly suspect was a bit of stunt casting) is able to hold her own in the leading role of Jo March.
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Little Women is a classic and should be enjoyed as such. It doesn't say much for the mentality of today's society if an adaptation needs to be coarsened so it appeals more. I think my favourite still has to be the (very old) version with June Allyson and Margaret O'Brien.
Well, that’s just put me right off.