Hollywood continues its raid on literary biggies by moving from Victor Hugo's
Hunchback of Notre Dame to Daniel Defoe's
Moll Flanders. Gorgeous Robin Wright plays the murdering, thieving, whoring Moll, and, you may be relieved to know, she doesn't crib from Quasimodo by bursting into song. The mind boggles at what ditty she'd hum when a priest grabs her breast in the confessional and she stabs the unholy lech in the hand with a knitting needle.
Actually, a tune might have livened up this lush