the mother

ok, so there is a film at the kentucky theatre in lexington that both intrigues me and offends me at the same time......i have not actually seen it yet.......just read roger ebert's review.....it is about a middle aged woman who travels to london with her out-of-breath husband.......to visit their grown...none-to-affectionate children........ only to have the spouse die of a heart attack.....the children feel obligated to be supportive during this time, so she moves to london shortterm.......and .somehow the mother ends up having an affair with her daughter's much-younger lover..........as fantasies go, i cannot profess to any that involve somebody that my own daughter would fancy.............in fact, this notion is so laughable that i am enjoying a good guffaw as i commit this thought to cyberspace...............has this theme been done before, by the way..........some ancient greek tragedy.......or shakesperean(sp?) play?......i cannot recall......not that there is anything wrong about mature women seducing younger men.........older men seduce younger women as a matter of course.....it is the mother-daughter thing that makes this tale so strange.............there is a meanness to it that i cannot quite put my finger on............the mother really does seem to do this deliberately, according to mr. ebert.........and it brings to mind favorite mother-daughter pairs..................mrs. bennett seduces mr darcy.........HA!..........mrs robinson seduces her daughter's boyfriend......ok, so this has been done before...................and wasn't mrs. robinson just too mean for words in doing so..................and dustin hoffman was so very short..........and the next dilemna......who do you see a movie like this with...............not my spouse...................a movie where the widow sleeps about as soon as the spouse is dead and buried.................and certainly not one of my children.....................mamma sleeps with young boys when daddy is dead..................ouch!..............if i go, it may just have to be by myself....................