Watching "Ray Bradbury Theater" on Comet TV. One particularly good one features the great Richard Kiley as a retired virtuoso concert pianist. Outwardly he appears well-adjusted, but secretly he has obsessed for many years about his childhood, where the other neighborhood boys taunted him because of his music lessons, and either beat him up, harassed him, or ran away when he called them from his bedroom window wanting to come out to play, just to be a part of the gang. Since then he has built a small shrine with objects and toys that commemorate those times, and packs both them, and a handgun, into small bag, and then drives to the old neighborhood to finally confront the head bully, who still lives in the house the bully grew up in .....
Afterward, Kiley walks to his own childhood home, and briefly encounters his younger self looking from the bedroom, who then comes outside tentatively. The confrontation with the bully is very satisfying, and the end of that final scene is bittersweet, ironic, and extremely maudlin. I loved it.
or maybe they dumbed it down as they went on.
