I just saw this movie,
[Mod note: The removed video seemed to be restricted, i.e. for adults only]
Loaded with stereotypes, the asnwers on the actress's part are brutal, harsh. I felt them constantly. They couldn't have found a more fierce individual than this Bates full of power slogans to portray a mother of six. That's what is puzzling to me: how could they use their own agenda and narative against themselves and attempt to portray a single mother trying to make a living on her own. This approach that an individual can do anything, like smash the mountains if given the opportunity, is the expression of a very pumped ego - "I want to be first, I can do everything with my looks that is I'm a woman and you cannot resist me because I'm such a strong one like death that only God is good enough for me a man (
), I'm the best and you be best because
I tell you so."
It's just laughable.
But Ardha you're right. The woman had her moment of pleasure or not, and a child is being brought into the world, and as the movie shows s/he is trusted to whomever to end up getting a nail stuck in his back.
Much love to you, Ardha:
!
It is offered to heal your hurts and because you had no one then to confide in.
Only you know how you survived the many trials of your family. You do according to your conscience! No one can force you how to think.
About the drinking problem:
Those who were asking that you drink, they did it as a means to make you similar to what they were. They wanted company. They would recognize you if you joined in their ways. It is called constraining, peer-pressure, family ties, etc. You could refuse and be labelled a stranger of the family. It could be sibling rivalry, parents' upbringing at fault. Not everything is rosy as they have discovered. But drinking is their habit, it's what's in their genes unable to deal with mundane life.
Compared to my parents, I hapen to be more of the recessive genes expression, and I have to work harder on myself than they have.
When I was sent back to native country, I had a depressive mood, I felt as if my life was taken away. I had to receive treatment and it implied no alcohol. But my mother was unconstrained and she had the visa and she enjoyed her usual glass of something which she still does.
I don't drink and drinks have become repulsive to me after I saw her enjoying drinks and then abandoning me for the US. That is where I am. That is where love has stopped. Plus the new neuronal ways on my brain perhaps.