Picturing a Wrinkle

One of my favorite books of all time is a fantasy called A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle. It was one of those extremely imaginative stories that I never expected to be made into a movie because so much of it could only take place in the mind. Of course, that’s probably a child’s naiveté talking since people have been making bad movies from "unfilmable" books for decades (take The Cat in the Hat as a recent example). I fear that may have happened again.

ABC has a three-hour production of Wrinkle scheduled for tomorrow night and that raises a lot of suspicions. In poking around the net it turns out that the movie was originally supposed to be a four hour mini series – strange since there isn’t enough story for three hours much less four. Even worse, it was filmed over two years ago and has been sitting on the shelf since, always a bad sign. And, of course, it’s on ABC – strike three!

But despite my lack of confidence I’ll still watch the movie (using TiVo to speed through the commericals, of course). Who knows? Even ABC might be able to do a good job for once. Who am I kidding? One of the pages that Google found was a recent interview with Madeleine L’Engle. When asked "And did it [the movie] meet expectations?" she replied "Oh, yes. I expected it to be bad, and it is." Strike four! I think I’ll use the three hours to read the book again.