Reflections

Malcolm & Marie & integrity’s fight

My favourite thing about this film is that there wasn’t a sex scene. We got close but never close enough to reach a satisfying climax. And I’m not glad because I’m awkwardly prudent with the idea of a couple being in love, but because it meant Marie held on to a power many people feel they can compromise at their own expense.

Malcolm & Marie is a recent Netflix film release directed by Euphoria’s Sam Levison. It stars John David Washington and EMMY winner Zendaya.

The film follows a couple who upon returning from a film premier, wallow in the tensions of their relationship. A self absorbed Malcolm stews because he is dissatisfied with comments over his film, and Marie hurts over Malcolm’s disregard of her feelings.

Throughout the film Malcolm tries dictate the argument by smoothing over Marie’s angst so he can revel in his wants and have sex with her.

Marie’s anger subsides and she almost gives herself to him… Until she doesn’t. Marie who finds it hard to articulate her feelings appears to find her voice in every moment of solitude and like any person finding their way, abruptly changes her mind.

I commened her for this. She doesn’t let go of her fight for peace or release her power until she’s satisfied. There were matters breaking her heart and she couldn’t share any joy with Malcolm wholeheartedly until she felt honest and heard. She forced him to listen and wore his arrogance down.

She held her own. She didn’t let the gaslighting form her.

In any regard it’s a lesson in not doing something for someone until you are truly ready. Your emotions and feelings are valid and should be held with integrity.

Reflections

Toxic Tragedy

I finally watched Baby Boy the other day. Classic Hood movie? Yes, however tragedy more fits its description. The focal point of tragedy being the lack of hope, or the vanity of it .

Yvette continued to hold a torch for Jody although he cheated, lied, talked to her crazy and even had a baby on her. I wanted to reach through my phone and shake her till she realised she was the most powerful character there. She gave strength to his feeble clutch and fed his ‘power’ with her lack of self esteem.

The lack of hope must be a factor for a lot of realities. If you barely feel that goodness can come through for you, anything is permissable. I’m not sure if there’s a complete tangible way to help someone, encouragment of course is key. However, as corny as it sounds, it must start from believing for own self.