What's that saying... "I gave the highway man the noose with which to hang me"?
At any rate, I have a tale of woe that revolves around my teaching my younger sister's friend some of the basic functions of Premiere (the film-editing software), and I lived to regret it.
The kid's first project with the software was to recast the 2004 film version of the title song because she couldn't stand Emmy. (Though, I really can understand the urge to recast Emmy... staring blankly into a mirror looks absolutely ridiculous on her... but that's beside the point.) But, she kept the original voices... but that isn't what galls me the most.
For her recast, she used footage of the 2005 perversion and desecration of Jane Austen's most popular novel.
I didn't want to be mean, so I lied to her and said that it was "nice." However, I now need a shoulder upon which to weep.