Twisted Sisters

So TCM ran The Nun’s Story again, and I watched it again, and cried again. Which isn’t that big a deal because I cry at pretty much every movie, and by “pretty much every movie,” I mean Galaxy Quest.

Since duty and sacrifice are the nuclei of melodrama, you don’t have to be Roman Catholic to be mesmerized and possibly moved by stories about pre–Vatican II nuns, with their paradoxically cumbersome yet graceful habits, and the strictly ordered minutiae of their alien daily lives. In fact, it probably helps.