I highly recommend a viewing of Georgy Girl, the 1966 movie starring ungainly Lynn Redgrave. I fancy myself a movie buff, but I had never seen it -- the name had put me off and I never expected it to be so utterly crazy and weird in the way that I love weird. The cast includes an extremely creepy James Mason (when is he not creepy but oh, so fabulous?), a bizarre, kick up your heels exuberantly goofy Alan Bates and a devastating, extremely young and witchy beautiful Charlotte Rampling.
I'm not irritable anymore. Well, maybe only a little because these kids I have are still awake and I'm getting just the teensiest, tinesiest bit tired of Christmas vacation.
