Mar 25, 2011 14:19
you know what i just realized? there's no love story in suckerpunch. at no point is any woman in the movie in love with any man in the movie. there isnt some 'love conquers all!' or 'love validates who you are' storyline. it was strictly men as villains, women as saviours. and, awesomely, they were self-saviours and sister-saviours. it was all about them, and their relationships with one another. you could go a little farther and talk about how they all used their sexual wiles to entrap men and get what they want. they used the one thing they were being used for against their oppressors.
see, this is what i mean. there's this perfect world that we want, and then theres the real world, which isnt perfect, but is workable. we want a world where women arent sexual objects, but that world isnt this one. suckerpunch is an example for girls & women of how they can make the imperfect world work for them.
in the final scene, you see a character in totally vintage, 'normal' clothes. its a dress, but it is very, very classy. simple. her hair is pulled back, shes not wearing much makeup, and shes in the real, real world (not either of the 2 fantasy worlds), and shes scared. but she holds her head up. she holds her head up, and she escapes.
thats the crux of the movie. thats what the 2 hours before it were about. you wear the costumes to get to a place where youre just you, and youre safe. thats the payoff, both for the movie's plot, and for real life.
fuck i loved that movie.
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