Déjà vu? Didn't I write about this film yesterday?
Yes, I did. To be precise, I wrote about it just over three hours ago.
So why am I writing about it again so soon?
The answer is simple. It's because I watched it twice in a row. Technically
speaking, my blog isn't a film review site. It's a film diary. Since September
2010 I've been recording every single film I've watched. There are a few off
topic posts scattered in between, but if you remove all of them you'll have a
list of every film I've watched for the last ten and a half years. If I've
counted correctly, that's 3,634 films. That's not quite one film a day. In my
first three years I watched films less often (because I watched more
television series). For the next three years I watched two films most days.
For the last five years I've settled into a rhythm of one film a day,
with very few exceptions.
But the question remains why I watched "Thelma and Louise" twice in a row.
I have a good excuse. My ex-wife walked into my room just as the film was
coming to an end, the last five minutes. She sat and watched it with me. She
told me that she'd watched the film with our daughter Fiona a long time ago,
and she'd enjoyed it, so she wanted to watch it again. That was all the reason
I needed to go back to the start. There's one thing about me that you should
know. I watch the vast majority of my films alone, but I enjoy films much more
in company. The occasional sideways glimpse to see another person's reaction
to a scene is magical.
This is the first film I've watched twice in a row since September 2010, but
there were other films before then. Only two. The first was
"Inland Empire", which I bought from Amazon in October 2007. I was excited when it arrived
in the mail, because David Lynch was my favourite director. I sat and watched
it, and when it came to the end I didn't understand it. Even though it was a
three hour film, I immediately watched it a second time. Three hours later,
after six hours in front of my television screen, I still didn't understand
it. In frustration I shoved one of the
Schoolgirl Report films
into my DVD player, I forget which one. That was a film I could understand; it
was about schoolgirls having sex. I only ever watched "Inland Empire" again
once, in June 2014. I enjoyed it and gave it a five star rating, but I still
didn't understand it. Maybe it's time for me to watch it again.
The second was
"Downfall", the film about Adolf Hitler's last days in his Berlin bunker. I watched it
in my house in Malmesbury Road with Fiona. It must have been some time in
2008, maybe 2009. Those were the magical days when she used to watch films
leaning against me. I wish those days had never ended. She was a real
Daddy's Girl. But in 2012 she suddenly stopped, practically overnight. I never
asked her why. Maybe she'd just grown up. But I'm getting off the point. What
I wanted to say is that she liked the the film so much that she asked if she
could watch it again. I gladly agreed, which meant another two hours of her
sitting with my arm around her shoulder.
"Thelma and Louise" is now the third film that I've watched twice in a row on
the same day. (I didn't finish the second viewing until after midnight, but I
started watching it on the same day). This second review gives me a chance to
start earlier in the film rather than just writing about their spectacular
death.
It's difficult to say what the main theme in the film is. Is it a pro-woman
film or an anti-man film? It's been called both. It's been called neo-feminist
(which I presume is a compliment), and it's been called misandric (which is
definitely not a compliment). The two women rise from weakness to strength in
the two hours of the film, but only as a result of all the men around them
being despicable. Apart from Thelma's husband Darryl, the men all make an
initial impression of being perfect gentlemen before their true nature is
revealed. Harlan Puckett behaves perfectly, until he hits Thelma and tries to
rape her. J. D. (played by Brad Pitt) seduces Thelma with his southern charm,
but he robs her before leaving. Louise's soft-talking boyfriend Jimmy has
himself under control most of the time, but when he's in a bad mood he throws
things across the room. This turns the women from timid little mice into
aggressive killers.
Boys will be boys, men will be men. When the traffic cop stops the girls, he
looks at more than their license and registration. To be fair, Louise does
push her shoulders back to distract him.
The distraction stops him noticing Thelma sneaking up behind him with a gun.
In the past I've compared this film to David Lynch's "Wild at Heart". That's
still the strongest similarity I see, but the barren scenery also reminds me
of Russ Meyer's films, especially
"Supervixens".
Doesn't this scene remind you of
"Faster Pussycat Kill Kill"?
Woman is approached by man. Is Woman scared?
No. Woman knows she has all the power.
Woman looks man straight in the eye.
Woman is united and will never be divided.
This is a beautiful film. We fall in love with the two titular characters. We
don't criticise them as they descend into crime, because we can see that
they're also rising in strength. They're not evil. They're just doing whatever
they can to survive in a world filled with evil men. The film teases us,
giving us hope that they'll escape the police in a happy ending. Instead of
this, their death itself is the happy ending.
Success Rate: + 0.8
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