YES PLEASE I am all in for a 50s movie that scans as your run of the mill, old-timey hollywood romance, but has a script by a blacklisted writer, is a bechdel pass within the first 10 minutes, and subverts the very stereotypes it employs. Audrey Hepburn’s Princess Ann comes off as bright and ever-pleasant, but hardly a damsel. She is defined and restricted this way only by her societal/social circumstances (and medicinal mishaps). Gregory Peck seems classically handsome (tall,…
Wow. Utterly thrilling. Deeply unsettling. Wholly terrifying.
Despite the fantastical elements, this movie is scary and impactful because it is profoundly human. I think it’s so effective not because of the supernatural, psychotic horror, but because of a visceral realness that defines that horror — a disturbing closeness to reality, a truth within it we know and cannot deny. Her psychosis could be any of ours. Perfection is scary because it is so deeply inhuman, yet it is infinitely enticing…
I've been thinking a lot about this movie for the past several days, trying to get to the bottom of what went wrong for me, especially because I understand why it has been generally liked and positively received. Fueled with vital urgency it asks difficult questions, and remarkably isn’t preachy about the answers — because the point here is not about finding or preaching them, but through the process of searching, finding the hope and faith amid the bleakness.