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When the metaphor and the satire of a horror movie's concept meet and fall in love and fuck silly and make a baby it can be a beautiful thing to witness, and Prevenge (which is out in theaters and on Shudder today) is some righteously de rigour baby-making - it can read to the looking set of eyes like a bomb dropped on the Planned Parenthood defunding Patriarchy. "You want to control my womb, motherfucker? Well control this!" Stab stab stab, et cetera.
But even besides its well-situated place in Our Current Time, this is a movie whose aims will tentacle out far and long - women are gonna keep getting pregnant (unless we develop a whole Children of Men situation, which might not be the worst thing at this point) and they're gonna keep having confusing feelings stirred up by the oft confusing situation. Prevenge, like morning sickness and annoying strangers feeling free to molest their stomachs in public places, will always be there for them - it deserves a spot in the Fertility Hall of Horror Fame beside Rosemary's Baby and It's Alive and the tremendously underappreciated 2014 film Lyle.
But even besides its well-situated place in Our Current Time, this is a movie whose aims will tentacle out far and long - women are gonna keep getting pregnant (unless we develop a whole Children of Men situation, which might not be the worst thing at this point) and they're gonna keep having confusing feelings stirred up by the oft confusing situation. Prevenge, like morning sickness and annoying strangers feeling free to molest their stomachs in public places, will always be there for them - it deserves a spot in the Fertility Hall of Horror Fame beside Rosemary's Baby and It's Alive and the tremendously underappreciated 2014 film Lyle.
Sightseers lovably murderous loon Alice Lowe wrote and directed this flick while tremendously pregnant herself, which is an ace selling point for sure (smart marketing, that) but watching the movie it has more the feel of an overdue exorcism... which is kind of the phrase I always come back to whenever I think of what it would feel like to be pregnant myself. Success! Sensation unlocked.
Lowe plays Ruth, seemingly ready to pop any day now, whose sentient belly fruit has developed a taste not for the standard flavor profile of pickles and ice cream, but instead a mouthwatering combo of mayhem and bloodshed and literal castration. Lil' different, lil' more specialized, but Ruth has a mouth to feed, two of 'em, and a kitchen knife in her purse to carve up the full fixings with, so she'll cart her exhausted self around and do what she gotta do to provide. Motherhood is a full time job, y'all. Prevenge is funny and sharp and angry stuff - as memorably dangerous as a one night stand with a rat in a cheese factory. Expect great things!
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" it can read to the looking set of eyes like a bomb dropped on the Planned Parenthood defunding Patriarchy. "You want to control my womb, motherfucker? Well control this!" Stab stab stab, et cetera."
I don't want to control anyone's womb. I also don't want to fund child homicide, much in the same way that I don't want my money funding a death camp. So as a compromise, how about women who want to murder their children pay for it themselves?
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