Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Mona Lisa Smile
After I went to the grocery store, did a couple of loads of laundry, did a load of dishes and dusted the house I decided to reward myself by watching a movie. I had already missed the President's message to students because I was running errands so I thought I would sit down and just enjoy something.
I chose to watch a movie that my daughter had loaned me -- one of her favorites -- probably because one of her goals is to teach college. So, I began "Mona Lisa Smile" with Julia Roberts. I remember wanting to see this when it came out but somehow missed it -- probably because it was something that AW wouldn't particularly enjoy although I don't know why. At any rate, it is the story of Kathryn Watson, an art history professor who, in 1954, relocates to Wellesley from California and finds her progressive self smack in the middle of mid-century tradition and mores. Her students challenge her from the beginning, shake her resolve and, by the end of the movie love her dearly. There are a couple of subplots -- Watson's own failed romantic life, and the lives of a couple of her students outside of school. Maggie Gyllenhall is the loose living girl, sleeping her way through her degree, Julia Stiles is the young woman who longs for Harvard Law School and Kirsten Dunst is the angry young woman who learns all too early what being a "good wife" means. It all ends well, very predictably, but it was a good movie. The scenery was gorgeous.
I found it to be a somewhat depressing movie, however. Being a child of the 50's I remember it as a more innocent time. It was, in my memory, quite idyllic. I do remember my mother saying that "in her day" all women could do, for the most part, was be nurses, teachers, or telephone operators, if they worked at all, each job having it's own "tag" so to speak. The desired position was, above all, housewife. It sounded different coming from her than it seemed in this movie. The constraints of the era were boldly displayed in this film and it made me feel sorry for the women who came before me.
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Well, you were just a baby in the '50s, so you would remember things differently, I suppose. I enjoyed this one, even though I'm not usually much of a Julia Roberts fan. But I did think it was a little unrealistic that, even in the 1950s, there wouldn't be at least a few women in class who planned to have careers in addition to a family. But I guess that would have taken away from the dramatic tension. Still, it was an OK movie - and I loved seeing all those '50s college-girl fashions. Just like Mademoiselle magazine brought to life.
But you're probably right about AW not enjoying it - I think M slept through the whole thing.
I know -- you would have thought that even in the Ivy League -- ESPECIALLY the Ivy League -- that there would have been some driven, independent thinkers -- not just husband hunters. I enjoyed looking at the fashions, too -- and the house -- and the scenery. I am going to have to travel up north at least once.
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