... Yes this could have been so much better and yes this is a horror film if you are willing to admit that women are and have been oppressed around the world... Yes, by men.
You have to be a woman to understand. Sometimes it's how you feel.
The young couple, is a husband, a bit of a snob who thinks he's above "animal" instincts and likes pretending he's British, with a "healthy" sexual appetite and a somewhat naive wife who very willingly gives in to her husband's desires and thoroughly enjoys herself - as it should be. Her husband doesn't appear to condemn his wife for enjoying their sex as much as he does.
She gets pregnant and almost dies in childbirth. Enter old prudish, Victorian, patriarchal "doctors", who are still barely more than witch doctors, who blame the wife for almost dying and cow her and her husband into foregoing sex, lest she selfishly die and leave her family. And what kind of selfish woman wouldn't deny her natural urges and sexual pleasure so she can continue to live and serve her man and child? Of course, hubby is told he's free to continue a sex life.
Hubby, wanting to believe he's above having sex with, um, working girls does want to continue sex with his wife.
Meanwhile, wifey, just like many modern women find that being mommy during the day and sexual vixen at night is a little much. Suddenly hubby's "healthy" appetite for sex is a burden in the face of this most wonderful creature she produced, who needs her way more than another adult and with whom she's fallen in love. Men come and go, but children are forever.
Meanwhile, hubby is h* as all getout, but husband's needs no longer weigh against the needs of her child.
She takes to making excuses to go to her daughter's room at night. But she also as great fears.
And here is where the movie starts to fail. The daughter actually seems well adjusted, without night terrors or even fear of the dark and so it's mom's fears without any reason that we can see. All wet get is yet another hysterical woman hovering over her children and uncaring men.
Eyeroll...
And that really doesn't serve the movie.
Give. Us. A. Reason. Only a hint is fine! But give us something to work with!
Why is she afraid? Is it, ingeneral because she knows what's in store? Because children often died (not to mention unseen threats, like that lethal Victorian wallpaper and little undseeable lethal microbes everywhere)? I mean one could die from one of those haughty paternalistic know-everything doctors not washing their filthy hands.
And watch out! Hubby can also send you off to the loony bin on his say so!
So, without any friends or recourse and the constant threat of death, and without a husband who understands, or the ability to seek comfort from hubby lest it turn into an unwanted romp in the hay, poor Con starts seeing things in her daughter's bedroom that appear to be those unseeable lethal microbes, which take on a man shape threatening the daughter.
Daughter sleeps on, unfazed while mom gets crazier and crazier.
Finally, her sanity is saved by a would be con artist with a heart of gold. A much needed genuine friendship is formed and Con hatches a plan to finally get rid of the gory bestie that only she can see.
This movie would have be great in better hands. It could have hinted at much more. Personally, like another reviewer, I think daddykins was willing to seek any port in the storm for his "beastly" desires, but Con couldn't quite conceive of such a monstrosity... Sensed it, yes, but couldn't conceive of it and so a beast was born.
What do you think?
You have to be a woman to understand. Sometimes it's how you feel.
The young couple, is a husband, a bit of a snob who thinks he's above "animal" instincts and likes pretending he's British, with a "healthy" sexual appetite and a somewhat naive wife who very willingly gives in to her husband's desires and thoroughly enjoys herself - as it should be. Her husband doesn't appear to condemn his wife for enjoying their sex as much as he does.
She gets pregnant and almost dies in childbirth. Enter old prudish, Victorian, patriarchal "doctors", who are still barely more than witch doctors, who blame the wife for almost dying and cow her and her husband into foregoing sex, lest she selfishly die and leave her family. And what kind of selfish woman wouldn't deny her natural urges and sexual pleasure so she can continue to live and serve her man and child? Of course, hubby is told he's free to continue a sex life.
Hubby, wanting to believe he's above having sex with, um, working girls does want to continue sex with his wife.
Meanwhile, wifey, just like many modern women find that being mommy during the day and sexual vixen at night is a little much. Suddenly hubby's "healthy" appetite for sex is a burden in the face of this most wonderful creature she produced, who needs her way more than another adult and with whom she's fallen in love. Men come and go, but children are forever.
Meanwhile, hubby is h* as all getout, but husband's needs no longer weigh against the needs of her child.
She takes to making excuses to go to her daughter's room at night. But she also as great fears.
And here is where the movie starts to fail. The daughter actually seems well adjusted, without night terrors or even fear of the dark and so it's mom's fears without any reason that we can see. All wet get is yet another hysterical woman hovering over her children and uncaring men.
Eyeroll...
And that really doesn't serve the movie.
Give. Us. A. Reason. Only a hint is fine! But give us something to work with!
Why is she afraid? Is it, ingeneral because she knows what's in store? Because children often died (not to mention unseen threats, like that lethal Victorian wallpaper and little undseeable lethal microbes everywhere)? I mean one could die from one of those haughty paternalistic know-everything doctors not washing their filthy hands.
And watch out! Hubby can also send you off to the loony bin on his say so!
So, without any friends or recourse and the constant threat of death, and without a husband who understands, or the ability to seek comfort from hubby lest it turn into an unwanted romp in the hay, poor Con starts seeing things in her daughter's bedroom that appear to be those unseeable lethal microbes, which take on a man shape threatening the daughter.
Daughter sleeps on, unfazed while mom gets crazier and crazier.
Finally, her sanity is saved by a would be con artist with a heart of gold. A much needed genuine friendship is formed and Con hatches a plan to finally get rid of the gory bestie that only she can see.
This movie would have be great in better hands. It could have hinted at much more. Personally, like another reviewer, I think daddykins was willing to seek any port in the storm for his "beastly" desires, but Con couldn't quite conceive of such a monstrosity... Sensed it, yes, but couldn't conceive of it and so a beast was born.
What do you think?