I feel this movie should be required viewing for every 12-year-old girl. It’s my favorite story – girl slowly realizes she’s becoming a pill. Or that some part of her character has been ill-formed or that her “personality” isn’t the charming, delightful, giving personality she had imagined it to be and instead she is completely self-absorbed which she finds is now slipping dangerously close to unkind. Or as the director of the movie says on the Extras (I love DVD extras), “You climb the ladder of success, only to realize you’re on the wrong ladder.”
Remember as a child when it feels like nothing changes ever? No one is aging – the grown-ups will always be grown-ups, the kids always kids. The good things will always be there just as they are. And the stupid, annoying things will never change either. Well, despite my sometimes dramatic hold on the here and now, I have actually come to love change. Despite my typical lost-ness through my teen years as I tried to discover who I was, I did, however, think that I was someone and that her character and personality were pretty set – once I found her. It was wonderful to discover in retrospect that even I can change. When I learn something unpleasant about myself, like my tendency to be late, my ridiculous over-generalizations of people when I am describing them, my less than excellent parenting – all those things – once I figure them out, I can do something about it and (sometimes years) later look back and say, “Look at that, I’m changing.”
This movie perfectly captures that feeling. I’ve just discovered I’m not such a good person, but perhaps I can change that. It has a very cool scene with a closet and a wall of shoes. The Thriller scene is one of those great movie moments where you remember what there is to love in humanity. And it ends as happy as any movie has ever ended in all of movie-dom. And back to my original point, if 12-year-old girls would watch it and really trully get it, high school could be so much better for them. Because maybe then they won’t start climbing the wrong ladder.