Keep Your Dirty Hands Off Of My Mr. Fred Rogers, Hollywood!
I don't know how to feel about this.
Fred Rogers was a spectacular man. He was caring and loving and I believe he sincerely wanted all of us to grow up knowing that his care and love was directed at us. He taught generations of kids about being better human beings and just how wonderful the world can be when you approach it was a sense of wonder and awe. The man was a saint.
That is exactly why a biopic written by Alexis Jolly, a writer for The Ellen DeGeneres Show, fills me with dread. Will they add things that I don't really want to know about Mr. Rogers, like intimate moments with his wife or something? What exactly will the focus be in the movie? Most importantly, who could they choose to play Mr. Rogers?
James Cromwell? No. I'd be constantly thinking about "mossy banks" and Nazis.
Perhaps someone younger? Ryan Gosling is too sexy and I don't want to have indecent thoughts about Mr. Rogers.
Christian Bale would take it all to a very dark place, so he's out.
Ryan Reynolds looks too amazing in a sweater.
Jesse Eisenberg is too...wait. Hmm. He might be alright.
Actually, no. No one can adequately portray a man that has meant so much to so many over the course of our childhoods and lives. No movie written by someone can ever live up to the truth of who Mr. Fred Rogers really was. I don't want some biopic ruining the way anyone sees the man who still helps us through devastating situations with his wisdom and legacy. If you have a documentary of the man? I'll watch it. Other than that, just leave it alone. Slowly turn around and get out of my neighborhood. It's a beautiful day here and we'd like to keep it that way.