I turned on the TV and there it was, this monster movie from 1957. I had not heard of it before so I have no late night teenaged memories to lessen the impact of its really badness. Someone took the time to write a long bit about, it, though. I guess they had too much time on their hands. Oh, it’s Hans Conried Day on Turner Classic Movies.
Now this is a personal opinion and I know that a lot of folks who do this thing I find infuriating do not mean it in a demeaning and insulting manner, BUT I cannot abide hearing elderly people described as cute. Babies can be cute; puppies can be cute; and, okay, young kids in the first couple of grades can be cute. After that, it sounds as if the people being referred to as “cute” are laughable as they conduct themselves as typical people doing normal things. An old man and his wife walking down a hall after almost 70 years of marriage: “Oh, aren’t they cute?” And always the little chuckle laugh. A woman referring to her parents: “Aren’t they the cutest couple?” Auuuuggggggghhhhhhhhh.
Endearing is a good word. So is charming.
To me, it sounds as if “cute” elderly people are being lessened. That’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it.