There’s something transactional with most interactions women have with men. No im not a misandrist but the main character of this movie is someone who has grown up with a predator in her own home and throughout the story encounters other similar men.
Men around her are untrustworthy, creepy, with an agenda. It’s very easy to relate to a character like that. There have and are many times where I’ve felt like every man in my life wanted/wants something from…
It’s incredibly surprising how long this movie has been stuck in my head. I love the parallels between Anne and Lois and their break up / love and the murders happening around this. Every time someone dies, Anne dies a little. This is her family - the actors. She almost is never home and sleeps at the gay bar. She’s consumed by never letting Lois go even if it kills her metaphorically, she’s consumed by the film she begins making. …
First saw this when I was a kid, not sure how or where or why but I do remember making a journal entry about it that said:
“Tom cruise is handsome but mean, Andrea told me she’s never heard of this movie but I think it’s because she just has bad taste.”
So besides this movie being obviously amazing, it brought me back to that entry and how I was snobby then and am still snobby now. Some things never change.
