scarlett

this is the peak of self sabotage. you scoff at everyone around you and look at them as below you because you’re inwardly scared that they’re not going to like you. wren literally sits spray painting walls around herself and in one of her few moments of vulnerability admits that she desires to get shot in the head. otherwise i enjoyed the cinematography and fashion of this movie

didn’t finish this but watched majority of the way through and it’s highkey just misogynist bullshit idk a girl gets graphically raped then it’s made into a plotline that she’s actually interested in the rapist and her and his gf have beef about it like what i suppose there’s some value in the imagery of strong, gritty, violent women that perform a more masculine presentation despite the usual expectations, especially in 1975. i just couldn’t overlook the flaws