Priscilla By Sofia Coppola

Priscilla by Sofia Coppola

tw- sofia coppola hate<3 The movie itself wasn't all bad. I thought the cinematography and art department did a beautiful job and the movie is total eye candy, which I love. Cailee Spaeny and Jacob Elordi clearly both put their whole actusies into the film. That being said, I was really disappointed by story. It was the epitome of the male fantasy. I remember laughing to myself seeing this 15 year old girl wake up and pop some pills, already with flawless skin, rosy lips, and perfectly pointed eyeliner. Never did we see Priscilla exist on her own, separate from her relationship to Elvis. Her existence in the film began when she met him, and ended when she left him. There was never a time when she advocated for her own desires or needs outside of him, it was just Elvis, Elvis, Elvis. The character Sofia Coppola created is an incel's wet dream: a girl who never says anything wrong, a girl who has no goals for herself, a girl who cowers under her abuser. I am so sick of seeing women idealized in this way. It gives us such a narrow scope of what beauty and fulfillment is. I saw the film with my mom, and I think she said it best: "The opening credits said it all. It's darkness and then we see these two perfect feet. And they're walking through this lush shag carpet, and you think 'where are they going?' Maybe to a bathroom, maybe to a cool pair of shoes, or a mirror. But then you just get a shot of some draperies and a china elephant or whatever and then its like... PRISCILLA. We never see where she goes"

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