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And in the "...I agree, I should have listened" department, Troy DOES stink-on-ice; god bless Netflix for being cheap enough that one doesn't have to feel particularly obligated to stick with the occasional true stinker. (For the record, I only made it to the "Saving Private Achilles" beach-landing scene before deciding to bail; Mum had already fallen asleep a good ten minutes before that.)
Had better luck with Charlie & the Chocolate Factory, which except for Depp's "love-child of Michael Jackson & Church Lady" performance was a surprisingly good adaptation of the source material, if one ignores the attempt at giving Wonka a backstory. C'mon, Tim, it's Roald Dahl, you should have found that sufficiently freaky all by itself not to need to tinker with it...
Had better luck with Charlie & the Chocolate Factory, which except for Depp's "love-child of Michael Jackson & Church Lady" performance was a surprisingly good adaptation of the source material, if one ignores the attempt at giving Wonka a backstory. C'mon, Tim, it's Roald Dahl, you should have found that sufficiently freaky all by itself not to need to tinker with it...