by DMt. » Tue Jan 10, 2012 9:01 pm
I gather that love is the driving force of the entire Universe, O Snappia, anterior even to light. But more and more I'm seeing Water Lilies in terms of rather distorted power relations, those destroyers of love; it's become a moral tale for me now, a warning about obsession and desire.
Floriane admits Marie into her glamorous world, but she exacts a price for it at each stage; check the way she gives Marie the prize ribbon to wear in the coach, and the necklace thing in the changing-room, both are followed by a major concession on Marie's part. There's one of your mirror-moments, with a vengeance.
But Marie is also very strong, in her quiet, intense way, strong enough to move in on the alpha female's shower, just like the boy did, with her body language clearly saying "I like you, and I know you like me", and to get away with it, too; and strong enough to reject Floriane's distorted power relations, to refuse to be her patsy or cover for her assignations.
The real tragedy for me is that Floriane loves her own beauty, her power over people, more than she loves the people themselves. That is not good power relations, that's some horrible collective script about 'beautiful' [read: 'conventionally attractive'] girls.
Marie is far more beautiful to me than Floriane, even though some of her images in the film are actually quite strange, even grotesque, in her emotional nakedness. Was it Poe who said that extreme beauty always contains an element of strangeness?
In my world, the closing scene says this; friendship is also love, and perhaps the better part of it.
"To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticize" - Voltaire