n “I just think some women aren't made to be mothers. And some women aren't made to be daughters.” n
I see what you did there, Gillian Flynn. Very clever. You say women are meant for motherhood? Well, let's play with that shit. Let's play with it good.
n My mother finally was handed the baby, and she cuddled it ferociously.
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She pressed her lips hard against the baby's apple slice of a cheek. Then she opened her mouth just slightly, took a tiny bit of flesh between her teeth, and gave it a little bite. n
You say the majority of serial killers are men? Let's add some equality to that:
n "It is sort if a wild story, you know? A crazy lady snatches Natalie in broad daylight," he said. "Besides, why would a woman do something like that?"
"Why would a man do something like that?" I asked."n
You say women are weak, innocent creatures, like some women's rights activists did in the 1950s and that is why they require shorter working days and maternity leave? Think again.
n “And sometimes drunk women aren't raped; they just make stupid choices--and to say we deserve special treatment when we're drunk because we're women, to say we need to be looked after, I find offensive.” n
I once read a study that compares how boys and girls interact during playtime when with the same sex. Boys are more aggressive and enjoy having pissing contests. Girls tend to keep the peace and use more polite terms when correcting wrongs.
The author criticizes past research that states girls act that way because they're such good, innocent creatures. No, they're polite and inclusive to win popularity points.
We get so caught in feminism lite and getting rid of the wicked-witch caricature that we forget women can be wicked witches sometimes. There are good men, and there are bad men. As such, there are good women, and there are bad women. Gillian said it best on her website:
n “I particularly mourn the lack of female villains — good, potent female villains. Not ill-tempered women who scheme about landing good men and better shoes (as if we had nothing more interesting to war over), not chilly WASP mothers (emotionally distant isn’t necessarily evil), not soapy vixens (merely bitchy doesn’t qualify either). I’m talking violent, wicked women. Scary women. Don’t tell me you don’t know some. The point is, women have spent so many years girl-powering ourselves — to the point of almost parodic encouragement — we’ve left no room to acknowledge our dark side.”n
Sharp Objects is a story of bad women. Wicked daughters, wicked stepsisters, and wicked mothers.
And yes, it's feminist.