"The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you." Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace
This was playing on the TV in the gym while I was trying to treadmill. I had to get them to mute it because I felt like I was going to throw up.
Procrastination Theatre: September 2, 2010
Yeah, so my friend still talked me into going to this (not really; I am now so fascinated by the horrible weirdness of the logic that I wanted a better account to take to my ex-thesis supervisor). And, like, the theatre was filled with middle-aged to older women. Like that is apparently this movie/book’s target audience. Which is scary, again.
And then, as we were leaving the theatre, and as I was seriously considering stopping these women and being like, “Um, excuse me, exactly what do you like about this series? I’m honestly incredibly curious but also confused,” we heard two older women talking to each other about the movie. I heard snippets like, “and she survives” “Mmmhmm, yes she does.”
And but so like really? Is that really what it takes for our culture to recognize strength in women? Must we watch a women get raped (in flashbacks), beaten, shot three times, buried alive, but survive before we recognize female empowerment and strength? ……Really? That’s what it takes? I feel like Stan in South Park right now.
p.s. don’t even get me started on the obviousness of the paternalistic storyline plot twist. OH RLY. ITS HER DAD. OH RLY.
p.p.s. but like noomi rapace is a super good actress? pity she’s in such a horrible series.