In suburban 1970’s America, five dreamy sisters are quarantined away from social interaction when their youngest sister commits suicide. Their doomed fates indelibly mark the neighborhood boys who obsess over them.
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Detached to the point of distraction this is a competently assured account of a period, mood and tone but not much approaching satisfactory drama. Not that one needs things laid on with a trowel but it’s clear early on that this will remain airily evasive to the last instead relying on a too-varied panoply of masking techniques rather than a firm grip on storytelling.
After all these years, I decided on a 2nd viewing of The Virgin Suicides to challenge my former indifference when I first saw it at 18. Everyone seemed to love it, except for me! If anything changed it was only for the worst; It magnified the futile vacuity of its content - a pretty pastel colored portrait of teen anxiety and sacrificed youth gazed at through the "cool" lens and numb eyes of Coppola's vision.
A strong debut, but an imperfect one. The young Coppola has mastered the techniques but doesn't always know when or how to apply them. As such there's an over indulgence, where 'form' overwhelms 'content.' At its best, the dreamy & ethereal scenes of the girls against the landscape evoke the influence of Picnic at Hanging Rock, but also become a precursor to the director's subsequent masterpiece, Marie Antoinette.
Coppola's best film. It clearly shows the danger of well-intentioned but ultimately oppressive and repressive religious authoritarianism/conservatism and is also a polemical evaluation of the fraught nature of female adolescence. A very sad film, and also a compelling take on gender politics.
I absolutely loved this film. It was the only time I've seen a movie, where I realized just how I will never be able to fully understand the psychology of any woman. I feel like my opinion on this film is completely invalid compared to any female's opinion on it. Absolutely wonderful. Liked it a lot more than Lost in Translation. It's also a beauty to see on 35mm!
coppola asserts herself as the closest descendent of antonioni, america will ever see. she has created a film about the sadness, the ennui, the displacement and isolation of the growth of a modern life. coppolas recurring motif of the values of a social elite is key again. she has a very stylish visual form, yet with a real content and conscience too. one of a handful of true auteurs.
I don't know if that was the point, but I though this was a very blunt movie. Even the great tragedy left me kind of indifferent... It has an amazing soundtrack throughout, so good that it even gives some scenes the emotions that they're lacking. The hair and style of Josh Hartnett were a big fat joke, and very distracting! Kirsten Dunst and Kathleen Turner are the ones carrying this movie along.
My opinion on this wavered between beautiful, lyrical and atmospheric period piec pedantic hipster bullshit. Perhaps it's both. I love the way Coppola captured the era, with its tacky wood paneling and ELO-infused soundtrack but at the same time it felt too simplistic and too obviously a period piece. It was so hypnotic but at times I saw myself seeing through it. I need to read the novel.