Louisa May Alcott’s iconic novel, Little Women, is a book that is ultimately hard to sum up in one sentence. Overall the novel follows a group of four sisters who face the various obstacles of life – falling in love, war, life and even death. It is a novel that sees the world through the eyes of young girls, slowly blooming into the little women they are destined to become. And being such a loved work of American literature, the book has seen several film adaptations over the centuries, each with their strengths and weaknesses, but they all shared one common thing – they told the story from beginning to end.
These days it seems we live in a world of political correctness gone wild. A world where one poor choice of words can destroy a career, where disrespect can brand you a social pariah. And in a world like this it is often the comedy genre which finds itself falling under particular scrutiny. Films and tv shows now have to tread very carefully, to assure that no offence is taken and to assure that their product doesn’t become another victim of online attacks from progressive groups. So I find it particularly refreshing when a film comes out that actually dares to raise a middle finger to PC factions and tell the story of a young boy, who also happens to be a devoted Nazi.