The Virgin Suicides: Actually kinda overrated, but not for the reasons you think
Okay, so I finally caved and watched The Virgin Suicides. Everyone always talks about how dreamy and poetic it is. I'm gonna be honest... I found it kinda boring? Like, I get the aesthetic, all the gauzy filters and Leonard Cohen, but honestly, it felt like style over substance. Though maybe that's the point. Hear me out. My theory is that we're supposed to find the boys creepy. The movie's presented like this nostalgic, yearning look back, but the whole thing is filtered through the male gaze, right? They're obsessed with these girls, projecting all sorts of fantasies onto them. And the movie kinda lets them get away with it, romanticizing their obsession. But if you really think about it, these boys are basically voyeurs, fixating on unattainable objects of desire. That phone call scene? Super uncomfortable! It's like they're trying to possess these girls through their imagined voices. I think Sofia Coppola (yes, I looked up the director) is actually being subversive here. She's showing us the dangers of idealizing women, of turning them into these mythical creatures we can never truly understand. And the suicides? They're partly a response to that pressure, to being trapped in this suffocating environment created by their parents, and by the boys' relentless gaze. So yeah, I still think the movie is a bit slow, but I appreciate what she was trying to do, even if it's a little too subtle for its own good. Maybe the real tragedy is that everyone just sees the pretty pictures and misses the point entirely. Am I alone on this? Let me know what you guys actually think.
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