The newly activated sequester feels very much like the perfect prison. We could walk out of this situation if we wanted to with a friendly handshake or a conciliatory reaching-out, but the prisoners are guarding themselves and only allowing inaction.
One of the many pleasures of Cindy Kleine's documentary about her husband Andre Gregory, which recently previewed at Film Forum, is watching the ongoing rehearsal of Wallace Shawn's translation of The Master Builder.
The way to do a remake right, as evidenced by the 2004 monstrosity Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights, is to give it a colon, a subtitle, and a plot preferably set outside U.S. borders. This alerts the potential viewer to the fact that it will suck.