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Never see a remake of another film.

Those are two things that should have warned me off today's movie.

Far From the Madding Crowd (2015)

with Carey Mulligan and (sigh) Matthias Schoenaerts. The latter being the reason I rented it.

Foolish me. Breaking the rules of DVD films.

Mulligan is so dewy you can see the little beads on her. It does not matter that the men are sexy and very good at playing the game. The game, when you come down to it, is Thomas' Hardy's 19th Century sensibility which is OK as far as it goes but we are a little past all that.

It is a romantic muddle with no one saying what they need. When I was a kid they used to say, in their own sexist and un-pc way, that all she needs is a good stiff prick. Here, the guys also need one. A good stiffy properly applied would end all this nonsense and talking around the main thing.

The film is beautiful English countryside. Sheep. Pastoral.

The dog will break your heart and he is brought back for us to ooo and aaa about obviously in a bid for our affection at our moment of deepest despair with the picture.

I would not watch this again and I did use FF for the slow bits so that leaves us with a 2 out of Netflix5. A perfect description of that rating. OK but needed FF.

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