Dish finally got around to watching the updated Mildred Pierce and will risk J.J.'s wrath: It's boring as sh*t! Don't get me wrong, I adore how Kate Winslet stoops to convey a down-beat broad trying to make a buck. I do the same. The floral dresses, well, they just hit too close to home circa 1994 for me. Add my grandmother's hairdo and no makeup and Kate Winslet still cannot hide her gorgeousness. For me, Mildred demands a "handsome" actress. By this I mean someone who could pass as a man if given the right lighting. Glenn Close, Uma Thurman, Anjelica Huston, a couple of the Housewives, you know, someone a little she-he. Please don't send me hate mail. I have three more eps to go. My husband doesn't know this yet. It will hurt him, as would news that one's little girl was deflowered by the grimy captain of the wrestling team. Snooki is knocked up! It's such a normal and expected thing to happen but still. Are you okay, honey? Baby's grown up now. Hiccup!
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