Milena gave me a hard time. I didn't feel like the 'luckiest girl alive' for sure. I thought it was going to be another boring drama of a rich NYC woman. I haven't read the novel, or the script yet, but I'm going to. Fake life was meant to fail. When you try too hard - it is sinking down. 'Me too' killed the bloody reality but every woman knows the truth. It happened to all of us. It's a big deal that we still keep it under the table. None of us should. Nothing is worth the lies.
Miss Markovna kills it. She is the one who carries this movie. It's a one-timer. I won't watch it ever again. Not because it is traumatizing but because it makes it look cheap. Everything who we are. Everything that we went through.
Ana de Armas has never been my favorite. I wanted to skip seeing 'Blonde'. I've never ever seen any actress who could portray her. Marilyn Monroe was special. More than that. She is an icon and an idol to so many. It requires one hell of dedication to be able to wake those parts up. The inner drama was real, the loss of those babies was real.
I thought I'm getting a glimpse of a glittered smile fake as hell. Ana went deeper where the sirens sang her song. I don't regret taking the time to witness this piece. To all the Marilyn Monroes out there: it is a ride-or-die. Hands down. In the beginning, it was heavy, but in the end, it got lighter. I never wanted to look away, it didn't go under my skin. But it left me with a sweet and sour taste. The reality of it hit me like fire. I did not fight it. I did not swallow it, either.
Who is the luckiest girl in this world? I used to feel like that. And I still do.
your blonde gal,
Kata The Nomad
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