i have two shameful confessions for the evening.
1) i have, for all my days, had a bit of a hate-on for beth march of little women.
2) i have never seen the movie adaptation of little women until, like… just now.
the reason beth always bothered me is because she reminds me of eeyore. she’s sweet and lovely and adorable and everyone loves her, but she is soooo… ugh. she constantly refers to herself as “poor, stupid beth,” and is forever slipping into conversations how worthless she is and how absolutely shocked she is that anyone cares about her.
BETH. GET IT TOGETHER. PEOPLE LIKE YOU. DEAL WITH IT.
but then i saw the movie adaptation, and not even my cold, dead heart can withstand claire danes’s weepy chin wobble.
it may not be love, but i feel like we’re at least at an understanding, beth and i.