Well, I sure was schnookered by that review.
The reviewer wrote that "The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie" was a movie about an unconventional school teacher in Scotland in the 1930's; she wanted to inculcate in her students the love of "goodness, truth, and beauty." Hmm. Sounds kind of like me. And yet there were niggling remembrances from my childhood that this was a "bad movie" that grown-ups whispered about. Really? It was "bad" because she was an unconventional teacher?
So we ordered it from Netflix. Put it in the DVD player. And began to wonder if the movie might be going somewhere in spite of how it was stacking up.
After 30 minutes, I turned it off because the "unconventional teacher" was having multiple affairs with men and brainwashing the girls with liberal politics. Not wanting to Give Up On It Too Early, I checked Wiki. Sure enough, this teacher's "unconventionality" is worlds --universes-- different from my "unconventionality."
Yeah, the DVD is back in the mailbox even though I didn't see the end of the movie.
And for those of you who know how much I hate stopping a book or magazine or movie or lecture in the middle, you know that's a drastic step!
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