(3) to France is conspicuously devoid of any sense on her part of her own culpability in making the family what it was (we all heard the number of times that drawer was opened - by her). Her earlier itemising of her fulfilled duties certainly doesn’t lighten the black comedy of this either.
(2) husband/children, mercifully never veers into inappropriate graveness or roadkill-prodding. The also characteristic irony of that tone does create an uncertainty here as to how to respond to a scenario that resembles that of, e.g., Shirley Valentine, a film which remains resonant. The ramped-up modern cautionary tale quality of the piece is clear; but the irony, in no small part that ramping-up, never permits it to become one. ‘Shirley’’s contented exhalation of her old life as she heads
(1) The exasperating 1950s Ladybird book nuclear family setup with put-upon housewife clearly builds anticipation for a fairly spectacular rug-pull for the husband/children, not least (for me) in how it will be realised with characteristic absurdity in a routine setting - and one is delivered. It’s all in details & delivery of course - the woman with shopping bag/house deeds section to me a highlight. Notably the tone, through the absurdity as well as the blitheness of the useless (or hapless)
1 years ago
(3) to France is conspicuously devoid of any sense on her part of her own culpability in making the family what it was (we all heard the number of times that drawer was opened - by her). Her earlier itemising of her fulfilled duties certainly doesn’t lighten the black comedy of this either.
1 years ago
(2) husband/children, mercifully never veers into inappropriate graveness or roadkill-prodding. The also characteristic irony of that tone does create an uncertainty here as to how to respond to a scenario that resembles that of, e.g., Shirley Valentine, a film which remains resonant. The ramped-up modern cautionary tale quality of the piece is clear; but the irony, in no small part that ramping-up, never permits it to become one. ‘Shirley’’s contented exhalation of her old life as she heads
1 years ago
(1) The exasperating 1950s Ladybird book nuclear family setup with put-upon housewife clearly builds anticipation for a fairly spectacular rug-pull for the husband/children, not least (for me) in how it will be realised with characteristic absurdity in a routine setting - and one is delivered. It’s all in details & delivery of course - the woman with shopping bag/house deeds section to me a highlight. Notably the tone, through the absurdity as well as the blitheness of the useless (or hapless)