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If I try really, really hard I can almost imagine "It" being an enjoyable experience in its original mini-series form. In fact, right now I'm pretending that it is the year 1990, that I'm a, let's see, an under-appreciated house wife-- no, no let's say an over-worked para-legal at a struggling law firm. It's a Thursday night (only one more day till the weekend, thank god!) and I'm too tired to worry about the fact that the kitchen's still a mess, the bills need to go out, and I really should have that windshield-wiper motor looked at during my lunch-break tomorrow. Basically, I'm too tired to think about anything. Instead I fix myself a cocktail, flop down on the couch, and click on the tv. Next I imagine I silently criticize myself because there really are better ways I could be spending my time. If nothing else, I'm still only halfway through that copy of Salem's Lot and it was due back at the library last week. But to hell with it, I take another sip of my gin & tonic. Run-down as I am, I can already feel it's comforting effects as I flip through the channels. At this point I imagine that I stop on ABC as the intro credits to, you guessed it, "It", roll across the screen. Fatastic! I now have a mindless way to effectively distract myself from life for 30 minutes at a time for the next 6 weeks. Yes, I can see it now. Under these circumstances, perhaps...nah. You know what, I'm not buying it. I'm sure "It" sucked even way back then and it's certainly a godawful experience now in it's painful 193 minute dvd form.
