Friday, 18 December 2009
The Edge of Love is the film that initially gave me the idea for my current research project, and I find myself still engaging with it in terms of keywords rather than coherent narrative at this stage. This is perhaps because I feel I have so much to say about it.
So much of this film comprises of hiding: hiding under covers, hiding underground, hiding emotionally. It's almost like the backdrop of the Second World War is a metaphor for relationships, and vice versa. While there is a considerable sense of warm intimacy that comes with this theme of hiding, it is also claustrophobic in tone.
If you look carefully, you'll see that this film is actually a film about objects: cups, picture frames, collages, pieces of paper, cigarettes. This mundane domesticity contrasts beautifully with wide open space and cloudy skies.
To me, the most compelling relationship of the film is the one between the two women. I found their romances with men to be boring and cliche. It's the romance they have with each other as women that is actually believable. It's so rare to see a film depict friendship between women in which bitchiness and competitiveness are not the primary focus. This made the film more complex and less condescending to me.
Yet, the film relies on one of the most stereotypical representations of femininity: the muse. I'm so tired of seeing this. I know a lot of people find the concept of a muse to be flattering, but really, it's a false sense of flattery, for what is a muse but a reflection of someone else's subjectivity, rather than her own? I do wish the actual creative process of writing was depicted in a more complex manner.
Since this is a recent film that many people have seen, I'd be interested to hear your opinions. What stood out the most for you about it?