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The direction was great. I loved to colors (the bus accident was AMAZING!) and the way they incorporated Frida's art. AND I'm just praising the Lord that Madonna's or J. Lo's versions never got made. Good God, could you imagine how HORRIFIC that would have been, especially with Jennifer. Frida with a Nuyourican Bronx accent and some dance sequences? But I digress, as much as I liked about this movie, there was much more that I wasn't feeling.
-The historical inaccuracies got on my nerves. -The Trotsky love scene was just plain gross. -They dealt with her sexuality in a really cowardly, fetishized way, i.e. if Frida was indeed bisexual, OF COURSE that means she had to be a "freak"--having random sex with random women, while all of her relationships with males were meaningful, deeper than just sex. -I kept thinking, "Now, why isn't this in Spanish?" And apparently the Mexican media agrees with me. They GRILLED Salma at the press conference that prefaced the movie's opening in Mexico, saying things like, "The real Frida would have walked out of the movie because she hated Gringolandia and everything it stands for" etc. -I didn't come out of the movie any more enriched about Frida than when I had gone in. In fact, I knew more about Frida than the movie could have captured. And yes, I understand that movies can only show so much, but at the same time, the movie just ended up flat. Salma, for all of her blood, sweat and tears that went into making this movie...though I admire her tenacity, never fully brought Frida out of a two-dimensional frame. And this is directly related to the fact that... -The screenplay didn't sufficiently centralize Frida in her own damn story. It needed to be a vehicle for Frida to carry in the embodiment of Salma, and it wasn't. It was always about Frida in relation to someone else, namely Diego. I didn't like that, especially a movie was FINALLY put together (from writing to production) about the life of a queer woman of color, and Hollywood (as I would expect) fell short.
______________________________ for a minute there, i lost myself.
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