A Female RAGE manifesto
The camera loves women. It loves watching us move, it loves watching us get dressed, get undressed, smile, cry, fall in love, get hurt, get drunk, have sex, be assaulted, be wronged, be distressed… But there’s one thing it does not like us to do: it does not like us being angry. Or does it?
I, for one, love to see anger on screen. It’s an explosive, all-consuming emotion. White-hot rage blinds you and makes your blood boil. On-screen anger is terrifying because of how familiar it can be. Everyone has been angry at least once in their? Into it. Peter Finch screaming on live television that he’s mad as hell in ? More of that. Al Pacino’s raspy outbursts in… every movie he’s been in since 1992? One thousand times yes.
