Beastly

I recently watched the film "Beastly" and was sorely disappointed.  They took a perfectly deep and delicately beautiful tale of what it means to truly love and made it awkward. Not that budding love isn't adorably awkward in itself, but this is like 5th grade production of Shakespeare awkward. Little boy going through puberty awkward.
     Nothing puts out a romantic fire quicker than course, haphazard screenwriting and mediocre editing that makes the character development questionable.  I guess what disappoints me most is that a more modern version could have been powerful.  Gaah... 
     What is the film industry coming to?  It use to be what people looked forward to as a temporary escape with the assured knowledge that they would be entertained in a fairly civilized manner befitting their intellectual ability and then we get crap like this ("Beastly")  being PRODUCED!

     ....MAY-be I'm overreacting.  Then again, maybe I'm not.  With the declining moral and intellectual initiative of today's youth in general as they're coming out into the world, they need all the examples they can get of what a complete sentence that uses words a little deeper into the dictionary sounds like and how it's used properly.  So they have to go look a word or two up in the dictionary to figure out what guy is saying to girl to get her to see he's not so bad after all - that's fine, they won't die.  In fact, that may be the entry way into the next level of thought for them.  
       Don't get me wrong, I am in no way suggesting that today's youth are applicably inept.  There are many out there who still give me hope for the future because they've taken it upon themselves to be responsible, accountable and ambitious without their parents pushing.  
       However... when the gross majority use ambiguous abbreviations in typed correspondence, can't carry-on a conversation, let alone have an imagination or understand what the underlying themes of "Brave New World" or "East of Eden"  are, this is when I have cause to be alarmed about the intellectual capabilities that the film industry is supporting with dime-store pulp fiction with bad dialogue and flawed storyline.  


   Am I elitist?  Probably.  I have a right to be in this case.  If it makes you feel any better, I still pick up Newberry Award Winner books because they're still a good story that present a constructive theme to ponder without yielding to explicit sex scenes only there to satisfy a housewife's fantasy.  Maybe that didn't make you feel better...  What can I say?  The state of modern popular entertainment is just beastly.