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Last night our church showed this movie about a couple of mixed-up girls whose adolescent antics caused chaos at a 1960s boarding school run by nuns. Aristole decreed that a play should have what he called ‘unity’ of time and space, which this does, and for that reason it pleased our little group, even without the usual dollops of sex, violence and car crashes dished out by Hollywood nowadays. The term had not been coined at the time of its creation , but this was certainly something of a chick flick. It provided less of a nostalia trip than I expected, for much of what constituted elite school life back then still dominates the landscape today - rustic locations, lumbering school buses, stately buildings, well tended estates. But the clothes and hairdos were definitely transported from the past, along with the 60s mores. But mssing were today’s youthful preoccupations with looking sexy, having boyfriends, hooking up, contraceptive protection, and appearing cool.