"Is he dead?"
"No. Not yet."
Much more playful & much less suspenseful than the trailer would lead you to believe. By telling this story through the eyes of the women, Coppola is able to milk the comedy of the situation. I mean, imagine being a young, chaste girl with very little exposure to men, and then Colin fucking Farrell suddenly shows up in your home. Not to mention he's injured, weak, and seemingly downright pleasant.
Of course, nothing is ever this simple. We know going into this film, as it is a retelling of the eponymous 1966 novel, that this is not going to end well. These "vengeful bitches" add a femininity (in the conventional sense of the word) to…