One of my favorite holiday traditions is sobbing over Beth March’s death. At least once a Christmas season you’ll find me bawled up on the couch sobbing while watching Little Women (the 1994 version.) I don’t know why, but there’s just something about a ghostly pale Claire Danes dying of scarlet fever that gets me in the holiday spirit. The immigrant German family living in the ramshackle hut in the woods also dying from Scarlett fever? It doesn’t really do it for me. But, simple, kind, piano-playing Beth? Works every time.
And, yes, I’ve read the book, and yes, I know the “book is much better than the movie” In the words of Jim Gaffigan, “You know what I enjoyed about the movie? No reading. It only took two hours, and then I could take a nap."
What are your creepy holiday traditions?
I bought Little Women at Target for $3.99. Totally worth it. Love, Maci
ReplyDeleteI saw this movie in the theater and immediately fell in love with Christian Bale as my dear Laurie. This love has stood the test of time, maniacal outbursts on movie sets and all.
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