we set up the living room like a movie theater, because although the theater was a 3 minute walk from our lower east side apartment, we opted for staying in.
we purchased microwavable popcorn, m&m's, sour straws, and even picked up a big bottle of soda and two cups with ice.
to perfect our movie theater living room, we put our phones on silent and threw them into the bedroom. we also only allowed each other ONE visit to the bathroom (one foot away), and no pausing allowed. yes, we updated each other when we came back on what we missed. we are not animals.
barbarian played. we laughed, and jumped. i'm sure others watching barbarian in their homes at the same time also laughed and jumped. that's what i missed most about the movie theater. encouragement from others to laugh and scream.
as a horror movie fanatic, i was very excited to see a movie put a twist on classic tropes in a non-ironic, wink at you type of way. it felt like a movie made by a horror fan, that respected the craft and the journey the horror genre has had, but isn't about to show you yet another jump scare every 5 minutes movie.
barbarian's theme is listening to your instincts, specifically as a woman. women are often on high alert, protecting their safety. an instinct can be a very powerful, beautiful, and even animalistic feeling. although many try to downplay our instincts, which even i do.. how do you listen and trust your instincts, but also make sure not to live your life in fear?
i am constantly trying to balance that, as sometimes my instincts fully overtake me and hinder my behavior, but once i feel that, i immediately drop any sense of fear, in order to "live my life" like others do.
watching barbarian, i think i learned a thing or two. when you know you know. i may be a little too hyperaware and too critical of my male uber drivers. but if i ever entered an airbnb and there was a man there, i would assume there's a monster in a basement and run.
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