Nanny McPhee
The major thing going against "V For Vendetta", the movie I wanted to watch, was the R13 rating, which did not qualify one of us to enter the theatre, so that on Sunday afternoon, the family outing destination was decided in consideration, again, of my little girl, and we ended up watching Nanny McPhee.Emma Thompson, this wonderful actress, is the reason why certain movies are remarkable to my mind, and I am not surprised to see her this time, unapologetically uglified, as the Nanny McPhee. The words 'Melanoma' and 'Hogwart' come to mind of her face, with her calm but austere countenance calibrated enough to convince that this is a no-nonsense, scary if necessary, but not up to no-good witch/nanny, which somehow takes a slight edge off the unsettling appearance. And Nanny, I suspect, is cousin to Julie Andrew's older but better looking Mary Poppins. In any case the similarity is that both actresses were quite effective in their given roles, and their medicine worked.
Nanny, apparently, had 5 important lessons to teach naughty children, by the end of which is likely the time that the wind changes and she moves on to answer to another desperate call for a nanny by some already hysterical parents. And amazingly, for every lesson taught and learned, Nanny's face gradually transformed, and turned pretty in the end. Was the former ugliness an illusion then? Did I, the audience, had something of the naughty child in me that did not want to be disciplined, that saw those big, scary warts come alive on Nanny's face in the first place? In any case, it was a magical movie, showing virtue triumph over evil, transforming ugliness into beauty, ill-mannered into well-behaved, and for myself, pettiness into substance, and I was certainly reminded.The movie had combined elements of Mary Poppins, Cinderella, Matilda, and Three Stooges, with some really psychedelic colors thrown into the picture. Angela Lansbury as the neurotic Great Aunt Adelaide was a riot, plus Colin Firth's widower/undertaker was charming. It was worth all the 98 minutes, which was just enough time for the bucket of cheese and barbecue popcorn to go around, with a little left-over in the end. For children and those who have a bit of the child in them, go see the movie, look beyond the warts, and prepare to be delighted.
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