Beautiful read! You put into words how I felt watching Everything Everywhere All At Once for the first time. Really loved that both Evelyn & Joy's personal struggles felt balanced and valid, and these balances are crucial in providing a nuanced portrayal of such dynamics, until it coalesces into that moment of catharsis and revelation. It's a film that helped me personally along with Lady Bird, and your writing reminds us to not treat motherhood or daughterhood with such apathy.
Thank you Kyle! You similarly put the whole point of this piece into a great little summary at the end there: just to stop treating either with apathy. There's something Sean Baker said about not treating any character on the screen as if they deserve to be unseen and I love that take so much.
This was really well written, and unpicked things in those 3 films that I hadn’t thought about before, particularly around how mothers might never have had the chance to be daughters. Our mums were just little girls giggling with their friends, with untidy bedrooms, fighting with their siblings and eaten junk food, once upon a time. Well, I hope they were. I hope they were able to be.
Beautiful read! You put into words how I felt watching Everything Everywhere All At Once for the first time. Really loved that both Evelyn & Joy's personal struggles felt balanced and valid, and these balances are crucial in providing a nuanced portrayal of such dynamics, until it coalesces into that moment of catharsis and revelation. It's a film that helped me personally along with Lady Bird, and your writing reminds us to not treat motherhood or daughterhood with such apathy.
Thank you Kyle! You similarly put the whole point of this piece into a great little summary at the end there: just to stop treating either with apathy. There's something Sean Baker said about not treating any character on the screen as if they deserve to be unseen and I love that take so much.
This was really well written, and unpicked things in those 3 films that I hadn’t thought about before, particularly around how mothers might never have had the chance to be daughters. Our mums were just little girls giggling with their friends, with untidy bedrooms, fighting with their siblings and eaten junk food, once upon a time. Well, I hope they were. I hope they were able to be.
Oh, I cried at this.