This documentation of a middle-aged woman's daily struggle were both jarring and thought provoking. She has a testimony or series of confessions that eat away at her , compelled her to the point of recording her inner turmoil. Is she using this cycloptic eye of the camera to somehow clense herself and in some hope rid herself of the compulsions that plague her? In some way I do think she is utilizing the camera---making it a type of cinematic therapist.
We witness her ups and downfalls she informs us of her childhood where she believes all this trauma originates. What for me was quite painful to attempt to understand was how much her current state had been melded by males she had relations with. Her father who apparently beat her as a small child, her husband who disappeared, she even discusses and compares herself to Hitler---dracula. These seemingly horrible figures she is drawn to and somehow relates to. This is reminiscent of Leigh Gilmores text on the weight of an absent male---"Just wait until your father gets home"----why is it that these men have somehow so intensely impacted the entirity of her psyche even down to her eating habits She has taken to food as a substitute for a male lover/partner maybe it wont be as painful as a tangible male with a 'y' chromosome.
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