After watching a snippet of Luckiest Girl Alive on Instagram, I jumped straight onto Netflix to watch it. For reference, this is the clip that I watched:
Honestly, I expected something along the lines of Gone Girl or You but it was absolutely nothing like that. I guess you could say I was duped. But by the end of it, I'm not really that bothered by the fact that I was. After all, here I am, writing a blog post after six whole months of blogging silence.
Now, I'm sure the movie had good intentions; but what should have been the overarching message - to inspire victims to speak up about their experiences and hopefully stop their assaulters from getting more victims - drowns amidst the addition of a school shooting and a rocky marriage amongst other things.
Fortunately, Mila Kunis is gorgeous and plays her part to a tee so I sat through it. Her character was incredibly relatable too (to me, at least). All of her narrated thoughts hit oh-so-close to home and her acting differently in front of a man because she thinks he wants her to be a certain way... let's not even go there.
So while it wasn't necessarily a bad watch - I finished it, after all - do set your expectations on the lower spectrum. It is not a thriller ala Gone Girl so don't expect it to be. I also heard the book's better so you might wanna pick that up instead.
Funnily enough, I'm not actually here to talk about the movie in-depth (sorry!) especially since I don't know how to talk about it without going on a long tirade about my own personal traumas. What I am here for is to share that there was a line in the movie that I really needed to hear: "Write it like no one will ever read it. Just say what it is you want, not what everyone else wants."
If you've been reading my blog for a while, you'll know that I always speak my mind here. I have always written for myself - screw if the people involved read it and find out how I truly feel.
I gush when something touches my heart. I whine when I feel like the world is out to get me. And I open up about hardships other people might not be comfortable sharing with others. Never mind the fact that I might feel completely different in a few days (or even in a few hours). I prided myself on being the kind of writer who owned their personal space and said whatever the fuck they wanted.
In my head, talking about my mental health issues, my struggles with motherhood, and my semi-heartbreaks was a way to connect with other people. I had hoped that by speaking up about these things, someone somewhere would be able to relate to my words and maybe feel less alone.
But earlier this year, a family member said my blog was nothing but an "attention seeker". And it hurt me enough to make me stop writing and "over-sharing" my thoughts and my emotions.
Hearing that line in Luckiest Girl Alive reminded me that some people seriously just need to go and fuck themselves. If you want to spill out your emotions on your blog, go ahead and do that. If you want to post about every little thing that you do on your stories, go ahead and do that. If you want to splurge and buy yourself expensive things, go ahead and do that. You don't owe anybody an explanation for the way you live your life and for doing what you want to do.
That's all. Just wanted to put that out there in case you needed to read it too. (And yes, I'm back for good.)
So going to have to check this show out.
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