They Are Attacking My Childhood!

Last night, there was a movie on …. “The Banana Splits Movie”…. only it was NOT the Banana Splits I recall and loved as a child. This was a horror movie about a slasher who dressed in one of the costumes from the show. They took a children’s show and made it a HORROR MOVIE???

Right now, I have the CW on… “Nancy Drew”. Oh lords, the liberties they have taken with the characters and basic story lines here! I should have guessed, having watched exactly one episode of “Riverdale”.

I get sometimes, things need to be updated. Certain things can be changed and NOT ruin the original story. “Frozen” made it the base story about family, and it worked perfectly. The new Ariel is black… well, HCA never described his little mermaid, so why not? But sometimes…. the changes feel more like attacks on things some of us actually care about, or did. They seem to cheapen memories. I said it when the Dukes of Hazzard Movie came out in 2005.  They turned the entire thing into a cheap joke. I get the fact the television show was mostly comedy… but it wasn’t as low as the movie. Daisy Duke was never a tramp, and neither Bo nor Luke were stupid.

Back to Nancy Drew: Bess and George are supposed to be cousins. They have been Nancy’s friends since childhood. That’s book cannon. This Bess isn’t even a Marvin? And George’s mother is basically an alcoholic? Carson Drew, in the books, is a respected lawyer, not a “sell out” in his daughter’s words. He and Nancy are supposed to be close. Her mother died when she was little, not when she was in her teens. There was nothing supernatural in the books… Nancy, Bess, George and their friends always find the humans behind the mysteries. (Sorta like Scooby Doo and Mystery Inc.)

What’s next? Are they going to have a scene in a future “Saddle Club” movie where Stevie’s caught in the hayloft getting it on with Phil?




About Mad Annie, Bronwyn, Ann

I am a wife.mother, writer, cashier (hey, it helps pay the bills), Pagan who sometimes thinks too much. A jackie of all trades and mistress of none
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