I hate how good this furry trash was.
Carol resonated with me on an extremely personal level. This is definitely one of those movies that hurt me to watch due in large part to it mirroring significant portions of my own life. I don't think I can give a legitimate review of it this time due to how emotional of an experience it was for me. I'm sure I will watch it again and be able to have a more academic approach to it, but for now, in this moment, I am all but speechless.
"That's the thing with dames, sometimes all they gotta do is let it out and a few buckets later there's no way you'd know."
This was one of the most misogynistic films I've ever seen. Sure it was aesthetically pleasing, but they were copying the comic books exactly so it was simply replicating an aesthetic rather than creating one — it can be argued that the "signature appearance" has very little value because of this. Regardless, it doesn't make up…