I woke up at 8 am this morning to bad cramps and period-related dry heaving. So to null my pain I decided to watch Ginger & Rosa, a movie starring Elle Fanning, the red head from Mad Men, and some other people.
To put it quite simply, it was amazing. Beautiful sets, amazing cinematography. It was really captivating, but also rather empty. I felt like it was an instrument missing some strings, preventing you from playing the entire piece. But I'm not really bothered by that. I think it was perfect just the way it was. To be honest, I liked it more than Moonrise Kingdom. Mood wise/aesthetically, I felt it was a hybrid of The Virgin Suicides and Lost and Delirious.
It takes place in 1960s London during the Cuban Missile Fire. Two best friends, Ginger and Rosa, are similar yet different yet united yet divided. Both precocious but in entirely different ways, the movie highlights the maturation experienced in teendom, as well as the growth that ultimately can lead to two united souls to split off, running from each other, perhaps unconsciously, and somehow, perhaps, perchance, finding their way back to each other. Elle was fucking awesome no shit and the girl that played Rosa was great as well. I related to both characters in many ways.
I found it interesting how while Rosa seemed so precocious and mature, her desires really seemed to highlight her vulnerability and naïvety as a character. Ginger, while precocious in her own way, was also naïve, but in the way that we all are as teenagers. I related to Ginger almost entirely and completely (besides all that dad drama). Her activism kind of inspired my life and mirrored my life all at the same time. Protests are rad. Her passions, fears, and demeanor seemed to mirror my own existence and her interests in things that nobody understood, even her best friend, were basically my life made into one single line said while in a bathtub in blue jeans.
This movie is definitely one that is extremely important to me. It is probably one of my favorites. Despite something seeming empty, I think it needed to be that way. It needed to have missing strings in order to be complete. Ginger is literally me. This movie basically defines me. I just want to put on my glasses and see it over and over again.
I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it.
I watched it on TV, so I couldn't get any screenshots, but I found some pretty ones online and on tumblr.