Friday, December 3, 2010

Wanda, by Barbara Loden (1970)

   Loden directed only this movie, where she also acted the major role.

   A woman leaves her husband and two kids and we first meet her crashing at her sister's couch. The arives late at the audience to wield the guard of her children to her husband and we follow her to bars and quick adrift encounters with people that would pay for her beer and for a roof where to sleep after some quick sex.

   She arives at a bar after a thief has stollen the place. She hangs out with him and they eventually get to work together. He plans a bigger crime than the ones he had been making and this looks like some possibility of her to progress somehow. To prove she's more than a 'good for nothing'.

   The plans don't go that well, he's not competent or lucky enough to succeed. He's shot at the bank. And she's left back adrift, running away and taking help from strangers.

   I like the final scene, where she had to run away and runs into a bar and she's back to the old trap of drinking and dissipation. And we look at her through a granulated image, and conclude that no transcendence is possible here.

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