There is a moment in this movie where a true drunk understands. The realization of a blackout and desperately looking for someone to apologize to. Especially after a heavy binge moment. However...in this case a girl goes missing. And you realize your obsession was of that girl the night before.
The other tragic thing about this moment is...a true drunk makes up the most awful things about themselves. There is no gauge to what is the reality. In college...I always thought I was a terrible person to my then girlfriend. In her reality she was shitty to me. It's probably a little of both.
This is a feminist's wet dream movie. Three women...all entwined by the idyllic neighborhood. These are not good people. Rachel, played by Emily Blunt, is a out-of-control drunk. She harrasses her ex-husband and new wife Anna Boyd, a blonde and almost unrecognizable Rebecca Ferguson, who could be a trophy wife...if she wasn't the mistress. Rachel resents Anna for being a homewrecker. Though conjures up an imaginary life three doors down with a young married couple. Megan Hipwell, played lusciously by Haley Bennett, is in her own rut. She seems to have uncontrollable urges that seems like nyphomania. She sees a therapist (Edgar Ramirez) who she attempts to seduce. She's married to man (Luke Evans) who appears to be distraught from his wife, now missing. Though prior to that...insanely jealous of her.
The journey to the end of this movie is a lot of fun. The ending blows. It had sssooooo many options that were far more interesting. But...I think any other ending would never satisfy anyone. Though...I wonder, like when they re-shot "Fatal Attraction" to end like a monster movie. That decision lined Paramount's pockets with gold. Which wasn't the proper solution...but the one the made the audience happy. I wonder if they took that into consideration. Still a solid watch for a matinee.
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