Wow, once again the movie we watched was directed by a female, however, it was far from a chick flick. This movie was certainly not as sad as “the Piano”, but it nonetheless dealt with issues on marriage and fidelity. In both movies, the leading women were not “married” per say, but they were in seeming monogamous relationships. Yet that fact did not prevent them from experimenting sexually with other people, people other than their partner. But why is that the case? Is there such a thing as love? Or are there simply no hypothetical laws to bind a monogamous pair together? Or are there stronger urges that love?

The movie we saw today, “Laurel Canyon”, was an interestingly risky movie; lots of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Though I have always been aware of such lifestyles, the movie disturbed me a little bit in that way. It had a hard and cold reality about it that was so opposite of the normal stereotypical chick flicks I associate with female directors. In fact neither of the films that we have watched in the past two days have been very “chick flicky” at all. Though neither of the movies are not really that conventionally fluffy, I think that they are more realistic. They don’t give any kind of false hope for the future, and they don’t have happy endings just to please and comfort their viewers. They seem so real to me, because real life doesn’t always end happily.

I also wondered throughout the movie if there was any significances in the colors and scenes. The pool, for example, kept popping up and was a prominent piece of the background. But at the same time there were also bottles of alcohol and cigarettes scattered throughout the entire movie as well. But, one question I had was what was the point of the movie? And was the ending really that sad? Or was there some hope for the future?