Angela

It kinda reminds me of Mother, emotionally I’m satisfied with what I see, but whatever message they tired to laid down is confusing to me.

I remember after seeing Mother, I met a woman who was like all the men she knew like the movie, but she was not into it because the point of the film seem to be that men don’t listen. If this was the point of Mother, I don’t know if I fully got it.

I thought with Angela, the point seemed slightly more straight forward. Jena Malone played Constance who had a child in a world where the medical advancements were slim ( or rather a man did not care enough for a woman to make birthing a better process). The procedure ravaged her body to the point that she could not have anymore children or she would die and in a place where condoms are not common this means that her horny husband could not touch her(making it worse for him is that he was the type of man that would not step out on his wife in a time where not even his wife would give him a hard time about it). As the child grew, Constance became obsessed with protecting it, but her worries are justified when some sort of strange spirit is lurking in the child’s room, but the biggest problem is only two people know for sure the spirit exist…Constance and her daughter, Angela.

It seemed like the whole movie was building up to the metaphor that men don’t listen. The fact that she sees something her husband could not witness was enough in the 1800s to have a woman committed. Set in Britian, the movie also brings up themes of how Constance’s social class also makes her unworthy and added to her loony behavior.

Although, sometimes I felt there were moments in the film in which the story tried to explain what Constance was seeing (or what was methophicaly the point of the film), these moments felt somewhat like a contradiction at times if the movie was trying to point out how hard it was for a woman.

Either way, I did like the film for the message it seem to try to get accross with me.  It did do a good job with getting me in the head of Constance, who as the viewer, I knew was not crazy, but had a hard time proving it. It was able to do this without beating me too hard over the head with its point. However, the film’s third act did leave me confused as to weather this was really by any means the point of the movie.