P.S.

I watched the 1990 version of Lord of the Flies, the one Anna was so terrified to watch when she was 9. Though I admit the movie's disturbing qualities (the child-on-child violence, the rotting sow's head on a stake, the anticipated fear of the appearence of the monster), I was moved by no more than the suspenseful thrill of the tale. Oh, and the scene on the beach where the boys "play" at murder games and then kill Simon. I found that very intense.

And those boys cried like pansies. They were terrible criers.