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A Perfect Ending wound up being a much better movie than I expected based on the first 45 minutes.
I must admit the version that I've decided gets to exist in my head ends differently. Life far too often has sad, tragic, traumatic endings... sometimes I need movies not to.
I must admit the version that I've decided gets to exist in my head ends differently. Life far too often has sad, tragic, traumatic endings... sometimes I need movies not to.
Just some tangentially-related commentary on the movie's basic premise.
I never used to understand how women spent decades with men, only to hit their 40's or 50's and suddenly find themselves attracted to women... or a woman.
With age, I think, comes more understanding.
I never used to understand how women spent decades with men, only to hit their 40's or 50's and suddenly find themselves attracted to women... or a woman.
With age, I think, comes more understanding.
First, I think many women reach a point when we no longer give a fuck what anyone thinks anymore... we just want to be happy, in whatever form that takes. We want to love & be loved. We want things most men simply aren't capable of; things they're just not built for.
We want to find something to fill a void that's always been there, but that we just accepted as axiomatic to female existence. We try to fill that void with kids and jobs and all the things we're told are supposed to make us happy, but so often fall short of the mark.
At some point, if we're lucky, we figure out why all those things we're told will make us happy just don't and it dawns on us that the one thing we've always needed is the one thing, for some of us, that only another woman can provide.
And that is to be seen... really seen.
And that is to be seen... really seen.
Being understood — fundamentally, intimately understood — is the thing that is missing in so many women's lives. To not have to try so hard; to not be expected to be this or be that, but to just be... and to see our worth reflected back at us in the eyes of another human being.
To be wanted by a man is a very different thing than to be wanted by a woman. What you see in the eyes of a man who wants you is... mostly self-serving lust. It's carnal. In a way, it's sometimes almost impersonal... for me anyway. It's as if I know he doesn't really see me.
There's a scene in the movie in which Paris says, "This is not about me, Rebecca." Rebecca replies with a whisper and a gentle tug of her hair, looking right into her eyes, "Everything is about you."
There's another scene in which Rebecca whispers, "Look at me."
There's another scene in which Rebecca whispers, "Look at me."
That's it. That's the thing... that's the thing I believe virtually every woman wants and so few of us ever find. That's the thing, I think, a man just can't do. It's the thing that fills the void.
A man can say the words. He can do those things. But it's not the same.
A man can say the words. He can do those things. But it's not the same.
Sometimes there's a chemistry between two women that defies logic and reason. In some ways it's similar to the chemistry between a man and a woman, but at the same time not at all the same. Every straight woman knows that feeling of being attracted to a man... to want him.
We all know what lust feels like. You can't explain & it's totally random. There's that intangible "thing" that makes you want *that* man, but not that man. And what attracts us to one and not another remains a mystery, even to us.
Emotional attraction is... something else.
Emotional attraction is... something else.
Emotional attraction is something else entirely. It's not just lust. Lust is controllable. Emotional attraction is more like longing. It's not as controllable; sometimes not at all. It makes you consider things you'd never considered... do things you never imagined you'd do.
Women are... complicated. We often don't know what we want or what's been missing until we feel it, if we are ever lucky enough to.
I think women who find themselves unexpectedly falling into a passionate love affair with another woman later in life have cracked that code.
I think women who find themselves unexpectedly falling into a passionate love affair with another woman later in life have cracked that code.
