Please, sir, may I have some more?

Over the weekend, my friend "Miss Post" and I went to the cinema to see the new film by Roman Polanski, Oliver Twist. It was terribly depressing and slow, although very well acted. If you ever wondered what the Victorian slums of London really looked like, I think that this film gives you a pretty accurate idea. Only thing missing were prostitutes being slaughtered by Jack the Ripper and opium dens.

About halfway through the movie, I leaned over to Miss Post and whispered, "I think that I understand why this story needs to be a musical. You need the music to break up the monotony of just how awful their lives are. I mean, it doesn't seem so bad that they are poor and starving and have no clothes when everyone is singing "It's a Fine Life!"