Feminism hidden under suspense

Jayce 2022-05-27 22:57:43

A list of suspenseful films with no urine spots that I accidentally swiped on Weibo, attracted by the poster, is a graceful girl by the blue swimming pool. It looks light and elegant, calm, but bizarre, and the atmosphere is perfect. It's a very special one, and the soundtrack is great.

The movie is called Swimming Pool, and the Chinese name is a bit inferior. The murder in the pool, but the murder itself is not what the movie wants to express. I think the swimming pool is just the undercurrent and projection of the heroine's inner desires .

The story tells a series of collisions between the best-selling suspense novel writer Sarah and the completely opposed girl Julie...

The heroine Sarah is conservative, withdrawn and eccentric. She still lives with her elderly father in her 50s. She likes the big red dress in the closet, but she always wears gray underwear; she refuses to drink many times, but secretly drinks Julie's wine in the middle of the night; she insists on eating only yogurt for dinner every day, but steals Julie's foie gras in the middle of the night; She was full of disdain for Julie bringing different men back every night, but she was peeping in the dark... This is a woman who is extremely depressed .

And Julie's arrival awakened her heart. Just like the swimming pool had been covered before, Julie lifted the fig leaf after arriving, revealing the blue water of the pool. Julie is passionate and unrestrained, most of the time she looks like an 18 ban. She and Sarah dislike each other. Since Sarah wanted to write a novel based on Julie, the relationship between the two has gradually improved. Later, Julie killed someone, and Sarah helped her bury her body and cover her. The two women reached a united front, and Sarah's inner femininity was complete. Awakening, she put on the red dress, let go of her lust, no longer wrote commercial novels to cater to the reader's preferences, and said goodbye to her entangled sentiment John.

Publisher John is the representative of male power. He has a terrible private life, lacks care for his daughter Julie, lacks care for Julie's mother, and has an ambiguous relationship with Sarah. All the women in it were consumed and harmed by him. As a representative of women's rights who are both physically and mentally independent, Julie consumes different men every day. She tells Sarah: The only first love she ever loved madly, because only 2 minutes was thrown away by her. In her eyes, men are used to satisfy themselves. So after the waiter refused her plea, she killed him. After she told Sarah "I killed him for you, for your book", Sarah's feminine consciousness was completely awakened, and the two of them cherished each other and became accomplices.

Some people think that it was Sarah's imagination from the beginning of going to France. I agree more with the mixed theory of false and real. It’s real to go to France and my daughter Julie is real, but some of the things that happen between them are illusions, such as murder, such as erotic dramas, such as the waiter brother because Sarah rejected Julie... that’s more like It's Sarah's inner projection, Sarah's lust, Julie is what she wants to be. And that murder was a landmark .

Finally Sarah released her repressed eroticism in Julie's room. She completed her new novel "Swimming Pool", which was a fusion of Julie's mother's love story, and was published by another publishing house. She stopped following John's preferences and threw the new book in front of him, very relaxed and happy. Sarah is born again!

Rather than being suspenseful, I am more willing to admit that it is a literary and artistic film full of femininity.

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Extended Reading

Swimming Pool quotes

  • Julie: [sauntering over to Sarah's lounge chair, bikini bottom without the top, long legs, bare breasts, charming raw European accent] You not too hot?

    [the older woman wakes up, startled]

    Julie: Sorry I woke you up.

    Sarah Morton: [composing herself] No.

    [sitting up]

    Sarah Morton: I was just dozing.

    Julie: [soft laugh, casually sitting down flat next to Sarah's deck chair, not at all mindful of her lack of dress] You must be working too hard. You should take a swim in the pool. The water is cold. It will wake you up.

    Sarah Morton: Ah, well, thank you for your advice, but I absolutely loathe swimming pools.

    Julie: Yeah, I know what you mean. I prefer the sea too. The ocean,

    [smiling fondly]

    Julie: the crashing waves, that feeling of danger that you could loose footing and be swept away... Pools are boring, there's no excitement, its just a big bathtub.

    Sarah Morton: [coldly summing up] It's more like a cesspool of living bacteria.

    Julie: [looking back, clearly more optimistic about life] Oh that? No, it's just a bit of dirt and leaves.

    [Sarah nods, unconvinced, set in her ways]

    Julie: So, what are you writing? A romance novel?

    Sarah Morton: [smirks at the very thought] God, no, I write crime fiction.

    Julie: Oh, yeah.

    [disapprovingly:]

    Julie: That's how he makes his money.

    Sarah Morton: [haughtily] And that's how he can afford to buy a beautiful house in France for his daughter to enjoy.

    Julie: [slight frown, reminded of her status as Daddy's girl] What about you? Are your books selling well?

    Sarah Morton: [grimly] I can't complain.

    Julie: [chummily] What is this one about?

    Sarah Morton: [as if to quell her enthusiasm by pouring cold water over her] Murders. And the police investigation.

    Julie: [giggling] In the Luberon? With rich English stories?

    Sarah Morton: [her impatience now all-out] Listen, if you don't mind, I do have work to do.

    Julie: Okay! I leave you alone, Miss Marple. I need to make some phone calls anyway.

    [walks off, her wedge heels clattering, leaving Sarah to the emptiness of her departure]

  • Julie: [in French; subtitled] AHH! You scared me!

    Sarah Morton: [in French] Who are you? What are you doing in my house?

    Julie: [in French] Your house? This is my house! I should be asking you.

    [short pause; now speaking English]

    Julie: Are you English?

    Sarah Morton: [in English] That's correct. I'm Sarah Morton, I'm a writer and my publisher, John Bosload, is letting me have this house.

    Julie: Ah, so you're Daddy's latest conquest.

    Sarah Morton: You're his daughter?

    Julie: So what? He didn't say I was coming?

    Sarah Morton: No, he didn't tell me you were coming.

    Julie: I'm not surprised. Is he here?

    Sarah Morton: No, I'm here on my own and I'm here to work, and not expecting visitors.

    Julie: [lights a cigarette] So he's not here.

    Sarah Morton: Are you going to be staying long?

    Julie: I don't know. I don't have much work these days. So, which bedroom did you take?

    Sarah Morton: The one upstairs overlooking the pool.

    Julie: Of course. That's the best one. Well, I better unpack.