Dancing to this at the Bloor cinema with all my friends was simply a precious, once in a lifetime experience.
I think this film can definitely be seen as a sort of variously subdued critique of corporate capitalism (the general menacing vibe we get from those offices and the people behind those desks, the last shot that may or may not place Tess in a sea of other ambitious young women) but it still is a feminist film: Tess (Melanie Griffith) gets the triumph she wanted, by not playing by the rules because she's got no choice.
We may not like her idea of success, it's the one she's chosen.
Also, this was made in 1988!
✨A film so hateful should never be seen or have been made.✨
The beautiful, but most importantly very rich Will (Sam Claflin) should never have had an accident. He was such a perfect guy! "What's the point of being rich and beautiful if you can't even ski?"! is the basic premise of this film.
Even worse, what's the point of finding a young, slightly basic middle-class girl to whom you can mansplain everything about art cinema, and who is ready…
This film is some kind of perfect.
It starts off as a deeply pessimistic and sardonic high school film, exposing the most common and disgusting traits of young men at that age in all their repulsiveness: these boys are the realistic -maybe a bit too mean- versions of the EWS!! dudes. They like girls, want to be cool, spurt out 50 insults per second and even the nerdiest one of the bunch, Arnie, is sick of being a good boy…