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Procrastination Theatre: April 26, 2012
Looking back on it, I’m realizing it’s actually hard to overstate how much I disliked this movie. Or as Hemingway would say it, this was not a good or a true movie.
Problem #1: the whole premise of the movie is just sort of weird and disingenuous. And creepy. Yeah, I said it. The whole idea of this memoir where this guy who lusted after her for a week pretends that he’s unlocked the secret of her character for all of us reeks of all that masculine gaze stuff that I hate talking about but that does actually happen a lot of the time.
Problem #2: No thanks, Michelle Williams. I just can’t. Not into it, sorry.
Problem #3: ARE YOU KIDDING ME WITH HOW TINY THE BUTT DOUBLE THAT THEY USED FOR MARILYN’S NUDE BOTTOM IS? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? That was a Size 2 butt. That was not a Marilyn butt. Like, fuck you, movie. Yeah, let’s make a movie claiming to unlock the secrets of the most iconic sex symbol of all time, and then let’s make her famously sexy, luscious body more appropriately sized for today’s standards. I hate whoever was in charge of this movie. I hate them with all my heart.
Problem #4: Sentimental, patriarchal claptrap.
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