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I watched all four episodes of Olive Kitteridge on the plane from LA to Melbourne, and basically cried from beginning to end – such that when I asked a hostie for a napkin to dry my eyes, she asked dubiously if perhaps I might need a few more. I was a mess.

Olive herself, in her bitterness and paranoia, reminds me a little of Henny Pollitt from The Man Who Loved Children.

As an aside, this line from the Wikiepedia synposis of The Man Who Loved Children cracked me up:

The story centers on the father Sam, an idealistic man who provides well for his family, a situation destroyed by the shallow and selfish mother Henny’s inability to budget for the household.