Precious
A loosen
opportunity. Unfortuelly this is how Precious should be described. For long has Hollywood stumbled on trying to
shoot individual pain and suffering. Big budget American movies usually treat
these matters awkwardly, while french, south american, and even Iranian movies accomplish
it rather naturally.
Precious is about a teenage girl, in whom is to be found almost all the indicatives of the lowest social layer: she is almost dirty poor, is african american, is on her second pregnancy, and is almost applying to social security. Thus, the story evolves on her relation with her mother, who is constantly torturing her psychologically, with her poverty, and, mostly, with herself.
Precious,
as the main character is named, is constantly stricken with a natural urge not
only to improve her life, but to live as blissfully. And that is why the movie gets
lost on the narrative, never to improve. It could only be human the longing for
a better existence. But, alas, the movie resorts on sort of daytime dreams,
where the girl impersonates herself on happy, joyful, and even glittering scenes. This feature draws
back the characters emotional downfall, thus preventing the spectator to feel the drama as it is. Quite different from, for instance, the
intensive rollercoaster of feelings we are subjected on Zefirelli’s The Champ.
Still,
Precious has quite good acted by Paula Patton and Mariah Carey, both of them delivering
very convincing teacher and social-worker performs. As for Gabourey
Sidibe, she didn’t
really deserve all those praises at the time, as her facial expressions doesn’t
really differ from beginning to the ending. Given the fact there are actresses
such as Demi Moore who are even more incapable to distinguishing, say, happiness
from anxiety, Sibide’s performance is not so bad at all.
Precious
lacks what The Wrestler delivers, and, for that, I don’t recommend seeing it.
@jpvbm
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