#motherhood in cinema

[dgspeaks]

Finding Strength: A Review of "A Thousand and One"

Premiering at the Sundance Film Festival and winning the prestigious Grand Jury Prize, “A Thousand and One” is a captivating drama that explores the themes of family, resilience, and identity. Directed by A.V. Rockwell, this powerful film delves into the complexities of motherhood and the indomitable spirit of survival in the face of adversity. A Story of Unwavering Determination “A Thousand…

[90s-kid-sad-adult]

do you ever feel like the big secret is that we are gods?

[u-n-c-o-m-m-o-n]

Mother (2017) Directed by Darren Aranofsky

[gregor-samsung]

Une famille à louer [Family for rent] (Jean-Pierre Améris, 2015)

[respirelejasmin]

Veins of the earth, dir. Byambasuren Davaa, 2020

[darkness-holds-eternal-light]

I really enjoy "Monkey Business" (1952) because of course, Ginger was insanely beautiful, it's like she got more beautiful as she aged for a long time. She was so beautiful in the 1930s but she got even more and differently beautiful in the 1940s, 50s and 60s, she was truly gifted a unique and butterfly-like splendor, she could pull off everything! 💖

But the reason I really, really enjoy "Monkey Business" is because it's basically a movie-taped version of childhood-regression and it's so fun to watch and so immensely beautiful! 😍 I could watch a 10-hour movie of just Ginger being in her child-self. She's adorable and completely lovely, it makes me so happy to just watch her unbounded self. ☺️ I can only deduce that her child-parts were pretty close under the surface as well and I relate to that so much and I love it! 🥰

The combination with Cary Grant also worked pretty well, not necessarily as an overwhelmingly romantic pairing, I can't really ship them. But in a comedic sense and in balancing each other out, especially for the childhood-parts. They really worked well together as 'kids' basically (and also as a friendly kind of spouses). 😄

One could also say that she did this age-regression with Fred too (in "Carefree" especially but in "Follow the fleet" too) and also when I'm thinking about "The major and the minor".

I think Ginger had this child-like spirit kept pretty alive in her and it seems to have been one of her life's themes too, which I love.

And lastly I really need to mention how most wonderful Ginger was with that baby in the last part of the film, the baby was cuter than the one she had in "Bachelor Mother" (1939) too, in my opinion. Her age for this and her interactions with that baby were perfect I think. 💗 Ginger so deserved to be a mother! 😭🤧😊😍

I can only recommend watching this movie very much. If you're not a Ginger-fan already, you might grow to like her even more with this cute and lighthearted little movie. 😊😄

[wisterianwoman]

Barbie Movie: an unexpected perspective on life and womanhood

I didn't expect the Barbie movie to be a cinematic masterpiece that shatters stereotypes, celebrates motherhood, and unravels life's mysteries. Prepare to be moved, inspired, and forever changed. #BarbieMovie #Empowerment #MovieMagic

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 5 out of 5. a movie I didn’t plan on changing my life The Barbie movie. If you haven’t seen it yet, you’ve certainly heard about it. Admittedly, I was talked into going. When I heard the words “Barbie” and “movie” together in a sentence, I made a couple of assumptions. First, that it was a movie for kids; and secondly, that it would be full of the usual tropes we see from Barbie.…

[filmhoundsmag]

"It taps into so many elements of what it is to be a woman" Sophie Von Haselberg on Give Me Pity

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[theghostofwilburtheworm]

Barbie movie is goood!!!! 👍🔥🔥also oughhgh

[littlethriftywalker]

[90s-kid-sad-adult]

motherhood is fucking brutal

[balrogballs]

This was spurred by chatting with @hastyhobbit on another post but my genuine hill to die on is that the only film industry I would ever trust to do an adaptation of the Silmarillion is, in fact, Bollywood. Not the Indian cinema industry or regional film, but straight up million-dollar budget high-chaos Bollywood 🙏🏽

The sheer commitment to melodrama for melodrama’s sake, the utter camp, the ridiculously Noldorin aesthetics, jewel politics, domineering father figures, lamentations!

Like truly only Bollywood would be able to watch the first kinslaying and go, yeah, I can totally get why Maglor wrote the Noldolante about this. Let’s make it a dance number.

They’ll look at Elwing jumping off a cliff and turning into a fucking bird and put it against a piano-led backing track about motherhood. Elrond and Elros would be played by the same child and spend half their time giggling and running around in the background during the bloodiest scenes to add pathos.

The tagline to the film would be “family is the most important thing”. Huan the dog would be voiced by Boman Irani and make silly little scatological jokes to break up the tension. Celegorm will 100% be called some equivalent of “blondie”.

Beren and Luthien? God, they would BODY that storyline. The love songs. Catching her dancing in the forest. The extended 20 second zoom into Thingol’s furious face while the two of them cavort in the Swiss mountains would put Elrond’s “😡 she stays for you 😡” bit in Fellowship to SHAME.

Heist film + comedy + tragedy + romance + musica + period war drama all in one? Bollywood essentially has a PhD in that exact thing.

And if the Fëanorians do not do this then I do not want them:

the prosecution rests, your honour

[variousqueerthings]

wow.

the mental gymnastics of "famous macho actor dt is playing feminine and therefore we can intuit that this production thinks femininity is weak (because femininity is weak)" is fascinating to me. and no critical queer or intersectional feminist reads were accessed on this day 😩

i will say, between this and the breakfast show lady outright saying "you look like a woman!!!" there's an interesting paper to write about the gender of richard ii in the play, david tennant's portrayal, and modern day transphobia in a microcosm

the discomfort with which some people put their lens on the production and richard ii generally (the idea that it's "opaque" or his character's emotions and motivations are hard to gauge) bubbling beneath the surface of famous actor david tennant is doing this one out of the history plays and not *doesnt spin wheel that hard* henry v who is so much more accessible?? and now he looks like a woman!

anyway: "the play in which dt was just so hot and gender transgressive it made everyone want to kill her... slut." #feministreads

lgbt hcs for dt's shakespeare roles

touchstone - genderfluid but he doesn't know what that is. doesn't particularly care abt the gender of the person he dates. though he has only been in relationships w women and also he cannot keep a relationship down for more than 2 months

antipholus of syracuse - cishet man. but this is incidental what really matters is that i think he is someone who was rejected by every girl he tried to confess his eternal and undying love towards

romeo - this is a he/him lesbian. just trust me on this one

berowne - the one disaster bi in a friend group of cishet men. someone please free him!

hamlet - trans man obviously bc this is hamlet. ace and bi as well but specifically in the sense that i feel like he hooked up with guildenstern one time and the sex was so terrible he spent a solid few years believing he was straight

benedick - the most he/they aroace bisexual you'll ever see in your life

richard ii - gay & nonbinary transfem. in fact so transfem that david tennant the actor started getting microaggressed by interviewers in real life

macbeth - nonbinary probably but he is currently plotting a whole bunch of murders and sinking himself further & further into the Blood so he doesn't have the time to think about that rn

[gregor-samsung]

Ayrılık / Die Fremde [When We Leave] (Feo Aladag, 2010)

[castiwls]

first dates club .ᐟ

Paring; coach!patrick x single mom!reader

Synopsis; you both finally take the next step

Notes; writers block is a bitch

Masterlist | coach!au masterlist

“You’ve not been on a date in how long.” Patrick grinned his eyes almost lighting up at the information. 

The last time you’d been on an actual date had to have been before Noah had been born. Your ex had pretty much lived at work after his birth and only three years later you’d been divorced and trying to juggle motherhood and a job.

You shook your head placing your bag down on the couch. “Nine years almost.” Patrick hummed leaning against the door as you fixed your hair for what must have been the hundredth time in the last few hours. When you’d agreed to this date the thought of being nervous hadn’t even crossed your mind but you’d had a pit in your stomach ever since you’d dropped Noah to your parents.

You knew it was just Patrick. The same Patrick who you’d watched burn toast more then once and yet you still felt a need to impress him. You wanted this to go well and so did he.

“So I guess even if I fuck this up you won't know.” He teased stepping over to stop your fiddling. “Stop messing with your hair.” He squeezed your hand once before gently moving it down to your side. “You already look amazing.” 

Perfect even. He could practically see the tension radiating off you in waves as you took a breath. 

You could do this.

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“I actually think I fell asleep.” 

“You were snoring Patrick the whole cinema could hear you.”

“I wasn’t that bad.” He huffed taking another fry from the basket. He held your gaze for a moment before you both broke into a quiet chorus of laughter at the memory. In all fairness the movie was bad - some sort of war thing you’d picked on a whim before going for dinner. 

“I'm pretty sure I saw some drool.” You grinned taking a sip of your drink. “Hey-” You yelped as his foot hit against yours. “I don’t drool.” He frowned reaching across to take a chip from you. “It’s cute.” 

Patrick rolled his eyes leaning forward on his arms. “Whatever you say.” He reached for another chip before you hit his hand away. He gasped feigning hurt as he fell back into the booth. “You wound me! My own date hitting me after i paid for her food! The cheek.” You huffed a laugh watching him with a fond look as he pretsned to look his hand over.

“Remind me never to piss you off again damn.” 

“You're such a child.”

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The world was quiet almost as you both left the diner, his hand in yours. “£5 for a coke.” He grumbled pulling you towards the car. “We had like 3 each that's why it cost so much.”

“Still!” He paused turning to face you. “Daylight robbery. Your lucky i like you so much.” He grinned stepping closer his chest almost touching yours as he looked over your shoulder for a moment. His hand curled over your shoulder a small smile pulling at his lips as he leant closer to your ear “She’s still watching us.” 

You hummed turning back to look at the old woman who’d been staring at you both all evening ever since Patrick had loudly announced his favourite sex position for £10 from you. “No wonder.” You laughed. “I think you might have scared the poor woman for life when you basically yelled it down her ear.”

He shrugged looking back to you. “Maybe she needs some excitement.” He teased before getting a dangerous glint in his eyes. “Like someone else i know.”

A frown pulled at your lips as you pulled back ever so slightly to properly look at him. “And what exactly does that mean?” You asked raising an eyebrow. “Are you calling me boring?” He grinned shrugging. “You haven’t been on a date in nearly a decade and all you do besides talk to me and Noah is work. Your the definition of boring.” 

Your heartbeat seemed to pick up as he leaned down, his breath ghosting your lips as that damn grin only seemed to widen. It was almost as if he held a switch of sorts and the moment he flicked it any and all confidence and snarky comments seemed to die on your tounge and you felt like a teenager again.

His eyes glanced over your face as your cheeks redened, your lips parting as you took a breath. “All you do is play tennis.” Your mouth finally seemed to work but your tone had little to none of the bite you would have liked. 

Patrick hummed - he loved this. He loved watching you get flustered, the way you’d never admit it out loud but you could only hold your own for so long before falling right into his hands.

He loved the you which would call him every name under the sun and also the you who would sit closer then needed during movies on your couch. 

“Well…thats more interesting then whatever it is you do all day hm?” He murmured pushing a strand of hair back from your face before brushing his thumb over your cheek. 

Neither of you would deny that you were closer then you should be. Any sort of professionalism had been thrown out the moment he’d started staying round and you’d began spending your nights curled up on the couch and adding an extra place to your dinner table.

You were all but dating except in title and more intimate actions.

“I don’t think it is actually. You hit a ball with a racket.”

“I have many…more talents then just hitting a ball with a racket.” He paused almost debating his next words before a playful glint shined in his eyes. “I’m pretty sure i proved that first night.”

Your eyes widened before you shot a look around you before hitting him on the arm a bashful smile pulling at your lips as your cheeks reddened. “Patrick…don’t say that in public.” You chastised as he laughed pulling you back when you stepped away.

“You love it.” 

He wrapped a hand over your waist smiling. “C’mon I can’t tease the woman i’ve slept with about what i know she liked.” 

Patrick pouted his words hesitant almost as he spoke. In all honesty he wasn’t really sure what you were anymore. In his head he’d started referring to you as an unofficial girlfriend but he knew damn well he could ruin this all by saying that out loud.

You’d never given any hints you saw him in that way. Sure you liked him but whenever you spoke about dating you’d seemed hesitant - your ex had fucked up bad and now it seemed he was paying the price.

“Woman you slept with huh? Is that all i am?” You asked your eyes narrowing almost in challenge much to his surprise. “We practically live together. Roommate is more fitting.” You said but the glint in your eye said different. You were still teasing him. Waiting to see what he would say.

Waiting to see if he would take the next step.

He nodded pretending to think it over for a moment. “Is there a more fitting title.” You hummed at his question your fingers drumming over his shoulder. Your head tilted as you watched him almost expectantly.

“That depends. What do you want me - us to be?” 

Patrick paused his eyes lighting up almost. This was his chance. You were giving him an opening.

“What about…” He trailed off his hand on your waist rubbing circles as he ducked his head down, his nose brushing against yours. “Girlfriend maybe?”

A warmth spread through your chest, your eyes lighting up as waited anxiously almost for your next words.

“I like that more.”

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[oh-no-bummer]

I'm gonna be fixated on this for a while and I hate to be the voice of negativity but I'm just really disappointed with how Agatha's story was handled. The thing is at the beginning of the series when it was clear they had made the choice to give Agatha a son I suspended my disbelief, because there are many ways in which that could've fit and it wouldn't have had to be a damning choice for her to also be a mother. But it was. I'm tired of cinema but marvel in particular using motherhood as a way to categorise women and compromise their stories. I hated it when it happened with Wanda and I hate it now. Why are women not allowed to be ? I get it that is also all a thing in the comics, but that doesn't mean it's right. Agatha was a villain and she in many ways remained one but the focus on her personhood as one centered on being a mother took so much away from her. I'm just so disappointed because there are a thousand ways to make that coexist! It could have been a beautiful story about loss and grief and empowerment and repression and love. But I believe marvel really has a problem with tying things up, they always mess up everything at the end and apparently women's stories are just not meant to be. Even if Agatha had to die, there are many other ways in which that death could've been more rewarding and peaceful. But what gets me the most is that the fears we exposed did come true, the show was not ultimately about Agatha and her grief or her love but about how she's a tool for Billy who disappointingly but predictably become the focus of the show. Rio was villainized, because she is death, which is such a flat interpretation of her character. The fact that the love Agatha and Rio clearly had for each other was so cruelly undermined by the writing. The fact that we have no closure for them, for Agatha's son or Agatha's story. The fact she now is just narrowed down to be Billy's mentor, a literal ghost of who she was, used to perpetuate the more central role of a man's story. And with this I don't mean to say that I hate Billy or his storyline nor that I hate Agatha being a mother, what I absolutely abhor is how those things became so central they obscured her story and deprived us, the audience of seeing it complete. Fine, I get it Billy needed to be introduced, but did that introduction have to destroy Agatha's story? Was there no other resolution? Obviously not. Agatha could've still become his mentor while alive, could have remained with Jennifer and decided to actually try, or Agatha could've died, and finally confronted her grief and Rio. There's so many ways in which her role as a mother and mentor didn't have to impede her character's arc. There's so many ways this show could've been good. I'm sorry if my anger comes true but I truly am disappointed in the way the media and marvel especially continue to treat women and their story. Let's not even talk about Alice, or Jen , because neither of those stories were complete, the way they had Jen's binding sloppily be caused by Agatha felt like such a rushed decision with absolutely no explanation. Where did Jennifer's story go? Her role as high priestess? I get it that it might be picked up again in the future but this is what the fucking show was supposed to be about, witches walking the road and growing and facing themselves. I have even more to say about Agatha and Rio specifically, but for now I'm just gonna conclude by saying that it didn't have to be this way, it's just proof of how little they care about women's stories that they think they can be used to further the narrative without any consequences. It feels cheap, it feels illogical and rushed. It seems like horrible writing. It saddens me greatly and I hate it.