Sister Carrie

Sister Carrie

I don’t cry very often these days, but yesterday afternoon, when I watched Carrie, the film adaptation of Theodore Dreiser’s novel, I cried and cried hard. The transformation of Hurstwood, Laurence Olivier’s character from a well dressed man into a derelict was agonizing to say the least. Although the title of the movie was Carrie, the film was his. I found the final scenes, where he and Carrie, played by Jennifer Jones meet again, painful. He is humble when in the earlier parts of the movie, he is confident and well respected. In fact, I was able to relate only too well.

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