1. I knew about the poisoned doughnuts, because I have seen the tail end of the 1970s movie version. (I have never read the book.)
1A. The only reason I know there are sequels is that one time, a couple years ago, snacky sat me down in a B&N and told me in detail the plots of the remaining books. They sounded hilariously terrible.
2. If you have never read a V. C. Andrews novel, you will find that they are all alike. Actually, that's literally true, because she died very early on in her franchise, so the succeeding authors did not have a lot of pointers as to what her audience liked so much. I read just enough of them in highschool to discover the following important axioms: * The heroine will always have a ridiculous name, usually a noun. * There are always strange and wealthy relatives waiting in the wings. * The heroine will be sexually menaced by someone genetically related to her, but whom she does not know at all. * The heroine will fall in love with, and traipse happily into the sunset with, someone to whom she in not genetically related, a fact often discovered halfway through the novel, although she's always regarded him as a brother and in fact it's possible he changed her diapers. But somehow that stops mattering as soon as they discover they share no genes.
It was upon discerning that last that I said, "V. C. Andrews, you [or your ghost-writers, or indeed the whole audience] need therapy!" and when a 14 y.o. girl can tell you that, you know it is pretty bad.
There was a 70s movie with bad bewinged blond hair. I believe there may have been ridic peter-pan collars and gigantic neckties. (Honestly, I only saw enough of it to remember that if I ever want to poison somebody, sugared doughnuts are the way to go.)
It was actually an 80s movie, not 70s. And it's awful. And it doesn't have any incest in it, so it's really pointless. They edited out all the good stuff.
(I am sure it was too racy for independent broadcast stations.)
(Holy crap, because I am a masochist, I looked it up on Netflix: it is in print, it was made in 1987, and it stars Louise Fletcher, aka Nurse Ratched. Although if it makes you feel any better, the search also turned up Aliens in the Attic, which sounds like much more fun.)
1A. The only reason I know there are sequels is that one time, a couple years ago, snacky sat me down in a B&N and told me in detail the plots of the remaining books. They sounded hilariously terrible.
2. If you have never read a V. C. Andrews novel, you will find that they are all alike. Actually, that's literally true, because she died very early on in her franchise, so the succeeding authors did not have a lot of pointers as to what her audience liked so much. I read just enough of them in highschool to discover the following important axioms:
* The heroine will always have a ridiculous name, usually a noun.
* There are always strange and wealthy relatives waiting in the wings.
* The heroine will be sexually menaced by someone genetically related to her, but whom she does not know at all.
* The heroine will fall in love with, and traipse happily into the sunset with, someone to whom she in not genetically related, a fact often discovered halfway through the novel, although she's always regarded him as a brother and in fact it's possible he changed her diapers. But somehow that stops mattering as soon as they discover they share no genes.
It was upon discerning that last that I said, "V. C. Andrews, you [or your ghost-writers, or indeed the whole audience] need therapy!" and when a 14 y.o. girl can tell you that, you know it is pretty bad.
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There was a 70s movie with bad bewinged blond hair. I believe there may have been ridic peter-pan collars and gigantic neckties. (Honestly, I only saw enough of it to remember that if I ever want to poison somebody, sugared doughnuts are the way to go.)
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(I am sure it was too racy for independent broadcast stations.)
(Holy crap, because I am a masochist, I looked it up on Netflix: it is in print, it was made in 1987, and it stars Louise Fletcher, aka Nurse Ratched. Although if it makes you feel any better, the search also turned up Aliens in the Attic, which sounds like much more fun.)
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(Nurse Ratched! Holy smokes.)
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I think Kaori Yuki would do an unforgettable adaptation to manga!
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