Views from Medina Road

We watched Sorry, Wrong Number last night, the 1948 movie starring Barbara Stanwyck (rented via Netflix), one of those movies I'd heard about so often that I had a firm impression of what it was about (and what the ending was) without ever actually having seen it. Seeing it confirmed my second-hand impressions, but also suggested to me that this was a story that would never be released today with the same ending. A remake by today's Hollywood would demand that Barbara struggle from her bed, stand at her window, and scream at the night watchman in order to save herself; it's hard to imagine any recent Hollywood pic with the sort of inevitable tragic ending as the original film...