behind beautiful plants

Margarita 2022-02-07 14:53:07

White Oleander, poison from beauty, beauty from poison. I love the taste of this film, cold and alienating. Just like the first photo works, the faces appear complete, but in fact they lack happiness. Behind the expression of wanting to talk is the loneliness that has nowhere to tell. The smell of loneliness is like a flower that opens at night and closes in the morning. Only when the dream is short can the night be long. Michelle Pfeiffer's penetrating performance reminds me of a novel "Asura" by Yi Shu. Asura, men are ugly and abnormal, women are beautiful and charming, dumping all living beings. Asuras are stubborn, stubborn, and powerful. Anyone who comes into contact with them will surely suffer if they do not please him. And the single mother played by Michelle seems to be the same. Unlike Shitai's novels, this beautiful Asura finally converted, gave up her poison, and gave her love. Undoubtedly, this is a female-themed film, Astrid and her mother, female members of the adopted family, and even the lawyers are female. However, this is just an appearance. On the surface, men only serve as supporting roles to embellish the film. Behind the light and shadow of this film, it is precisely to analyze the profound and hidden influence of men on women's lives. Astrid There is a deep dependence on men. In the first adoptive family, she consciously or unconsciously followed in the footsteps of her adoptive mother's boyfriend. The relationship was short and ambiguous, on the one hand Astrid saw him as a fatherly older man, on the other hand it was a mature man's attraction to a little girl's youthful throbbing. At the same time, however, she has a nameless rejection of men, because men can always occupy the hearts of women who care about her. This rejection was evident in the second adoptive family, where Astrid deliberately distanced himself from the adoptive mother's husband, seemingly afraid that the first dark story would happen again. Astrid's mother was jailed for killing her lover; Astrid's first adoptive mother shot Astrid out of jealousy and suspicion; Astrid's second adoptive mother committed suicide because of her husband's abandonment. On the surface, Astrid's mother is a successful, strong and independent artist, but in fact, she has always been under the control of men's minds. I don't know since when, women gradually separated from men's appendages, and they had their own her career, her likes and dislikes, her own life, her own world, it seems that women are strong enough to live independently. But is it really so? The director gave us the answer euphemistically with such a story. Loneliness is a piercing poison, and dependence is born of loneliness. Of course, with dependence is equivalent to shackles. It's not that such locks don't work for men, but there is no doubt that this lock is more likely to shackle women. Maybe it has something to do with biology, maybe it has something to do with social trajectory, but it's true. This is not a theory that weak women advocate, women can have everything independently, but still need to rely on spiritually. Maybe it's because we haven't cultivated enough, but I believe that women have innate weakness, and proper reliance is beautiful and sacred. Just like the oleander tree in front of her house, the poison is only to protect the fragile heart under her beautiful appearance. Another: The film is still so delicate, one can imagine how moving the original will be. Looking forward to the original...

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White Oleander quotes

  • Astrid: How long were you gone?

    Ingrid: About a year, give or take a few months.

    Astrid: My God.

    Ingrid: You're not asking the right question. Don't ask me why I left. Ask me why I came back.

    Astrid: You should have been sterilized.

    Ingrid: I could have left you there, but I didn't. Don't you understand? For once, I did the right thing! When I came back, you knew me. You were sitting by the door, and you looked up, and you reached for me. It was as if you had been waiting for me all along.

    Astrid: I was always waiting for you, mother. That's the constant in my life. Waiting for you. Will you come back? Will you forget that you tied me in front of a store or left me on a bus?

    Ingrid: Are you still waiting?

    Astrid: No. I stopped when Claire showed me what it felt like to be loved. What did you think, that I would amuse you? That's what babies are like, mother. What'd you think? We'd exchange thoughts on Joseph Brodsky?

    Ingrid: I thought Klaus and I would live happily ever after. That's what I thought, Adam and Eve in a vine-covered shack. I must have been out of my mind.

    Astrid: You were in love with him.

    Ingrid: YES, I was in love with him. ALRIGHT? I was in love with him, and baby makes three, and all that crap!

    Astrid: Then why did you leave him? Why did you leave him?

    Ingrid: I didn't leave him! He left me. You wanna know about your father? He left us when you were six months old for another woman, and I never saw him again until he showed up looking for you when you were eight years old.

    Astrid: He came to see me?

    Ingrid: Yes, he came to see you but it was a little late, wasn't it? Why should I let him see you after what he did to me?

    Astrid: Because it wasn't about you! It was about me, and I wanted to see him! My whole life, I've wanted to see him. That decision was MINE, not yours. Everything's always been about you, never about me. I knew you were gonna kill Barry, but you didn't even care. You didn't give a damn about what that would do to me. I'll say whatever Susan wants me to say, but I gotta get outta here.

    Ingrid: No! No, no, no. You don't just walk away from me. I made you, I'm in your blood. You don't go anywhere until I let you go!

    Astrid: Then let me go. You look at me and you don't like what you see, but this is the price, mother. The price of belonging to you.

    Ingrid: If I could, I'd take it all back. I would.

    Astrid: Then tell me you don't want me to testify. Tell me you don't want me like this. Tell me you would sacrifice the rest of your life to have me back the way I was.

  • [last lines]

    Astrid: No matter how much she damaged me... no matter how flawed she is... I know my mother loves me.