I watched the controversial movie Cuties so that you wouldn’t have to.
I accepted Netflix’s challenge to watch the movie [before judging it], and I’m glad I did. I concur entirely with Tessa Thompson’s opinion: it gutted me. It’s a beautifully done movie about a sensitive topic. It’s as tasteful as it can be, considering that the POINT is to make you, the viewer, squirm a little. The discomfort of the movie speaks to a very real issue not often talked about: how girls grow into women, and how various influences (pop culture, traditional cultural expectations, and peer pressure) guide them. My takeaway from the movie was that the single biggest problem with Amy’s coming-of-age was the utter lack of guidance. It was the blind leading the blind; she took her cues from her friends, from online videos, from her own misinterpretation of the world around her. At no point did her mother (or any other woman) in the movie sit her down and have a frank conversation with her. She was unable to ask for questions or for advice. She was isolated, and alone.
The beautiful tragedy of the controversy surrounding this movie is that, by boycotting it, by demanding that it be silenced, the cultural conversation it begs to have is being shut down. Amy experienced what too many young girls do: a nosedive into an empty swimming pool, from childhood to womanhood, with the nuances of sexuality and maturity being closely guarded, shameful secrets that she is expected to figure out on her own. The attempts to cancel the movie is, essentially, mirroring the very problem that the movie highlights: that by ignoring a problem or refusing to confront it, we allow it to grow worse. Yet another case of life imitating art.
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