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Marriage Story!

Today is a long day, but it is going the way I planned.. With sankashti chaturthi fasting (2 coffee + 1 biscuit packet, you might be thinking if this is called fasting.. ?? hehe.. for a foodie like me, it is ..). 
The morning  hours went in unpacking n packing my sisters's stuff from PG  to her new home.It was a frantic moment.. Guilty charged Rs.1500/-!!.  Wish I was bit composed!.. After long 7 months of lockdown, I travelled through crowded Bangalore traffic. not the jampacked but 25% of it.. Things are trying to get normal outside ..A Positive sign!! A big sigh & relief!

Following from there , washed my clothes and went shopping etc.. physically tried, in short..I planned to complete my day  with the movie, Marriage Story. As planned..

Movie Review Time: Marrige Story!

Movie start to end, it is quite engaging with a touch of curiosity that attached me to this movie till the end..

Well, Lets go to the movie plot...


Nicole, a theater artist, wants a divorce from Charlie, a successful theater director. Nicole feels neglected and blames Charlie for her identity loss. Hence, she moves to LA from New York on a temporary basis to get back her identity. Despite the mutual agreement to not involve a lawyer, Nicole connects with a  lawyer due to her surroudings. Things gets worse from there and it turns to a fight for child custody! From there, life take different directions.

What I liked about the movie is: Even though ,this is my first movie of these actors , they did not make me feel as a stranger...  I was able to easliy to connect with the characters! I liked Nicole's  Mother. She is damn sweet!  Overall,  the movie is a family entertainer! It makes you giggle at a times yet feel bad too.The movie is carried out with the reality of  how the marriage life is failing in finding a balance between a couple.

Thoughts around my head after the movie:

After certain period of marriage, heart breaks happens due to where one does not feel appreciated for their efforts by assuming that other person is happy the way the life goes..Uhmmm.. Here, the problem, in my opinion, is allowing someone to walk over your choices/needs!

Perhaps, this is the most likely thing to happen in marriage esp. with women, who  regrets on losing their identity.  Women has done Phd on "how to lose identity in marriage" by graciously allowing her man to overpower her choices and regret after immersing. It sounds like consciously adjusting and compromise her choices for love of her life/family. But how long this could run if she is not able keep herself happy with the compromises she made? 

However, Women also gets her new identity. Again, women, herself underrates the new identity i.e Mother! In the opinionated world ,Mother's role is under-estimated by herself, and so by others.. 

In marriage , compromises are under-estimatied or after a long time, that becomes one's identity!

Well, readers, the blog may sound like I am catching hold of woman for losing her identity in marriage and why to blame man ? If women herself not worried and voiced out in right time, so, why the man??  Love is blind , in most of cases we, woman volunteer to be blindfolded.

Thats story of Movie.. Give a shot if you have time.. :-)

 -Saritha Subramanian


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