Tell it to the Bees, the book, is a beautiful, atmospheric love story set in the 1950s. Tell it to the Bees, the movie, is a cowardly dud with a 1950s performative morality that wastes the talents of the of a brilliant cast. It is however, thankfully, one step short of "the lesbian must die" trope, so there's that.
Fiona Shaw's tender and patient 2010 novel has every element for a successful movie, but the studio decided to shoot itself in the foot by exchanging an emotionally uplifting ending, which satisfactorily resolves the story lines of both of Charlie's parents, for a bastardized faux-moralistic dangling ending stitched on to avoid frightening straight homophobes.
Read the marvelous book instead of wasting time on a movie you'll want to throw your shoe at.
Fiona Shaw's tender and patient 2010 novel has every element for a successful movie, but the studio decided to shoot itself in the foot by exchanging an emotionally uplifting ending, which satisfactorily resolves the story lines of both of Charlie's parents, for a bastardized faux-moralistic dangling ending stitched on to avoid frightening straight homophobes.
Read the marvelous book instead of wasting time on a movie you'll want to throw your shoe at.
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