Loving Annabelle (2006) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
It's the old story, often told, about the maverick student who has been dismissed from several private schools. Her mother is a U.S. Senator, and hopes to bring her young rebel in line, so finally sends her to a strict Catholic boarding school for girls, hoping at least to remove most of the occasions for temptation. Mother doesn't count on the one teacher who will finally break through to the youngster and eventually form a bond that will extend into the carnal, with unhappy consequences for one and all. Why tell this story again? Primarily for a new audience. Varying from the usual male fantasy subtext inherent in this story, this is a chick-flick. It easily meets the minimum requirement of a 1 point differential between the male and female ratings at IMDb with a 1.4. More specifically, it is for a very special kind of chick. For, you see, the teacher and student are both female. Loving Annabelle is not such a bad movie. It's slick, technically savvy, sincere, and well acted. It just can't really quite find a comfortable place to settle. It vacillates between rosy-tinted fantasy romance, soft-core titillation, and serious drama, and it never really finds a home in any of those places. Variety gave it a negative review:
I don't have much to add to that, and I believe that the show-biz publication honed in precisely on the correct genre for the movie - it's a guilty pleasure film for lesbians. The comments at IMDb, which are mostly from women in the target audience and are mostly quite favorable, confirm that the film does have an enthusiastic, if specialized audience. In fact, the audience is exceptionally enthusiastic. The IMDb scores are astounding. There are nearly 500 votes, and the arithmetic mean is 9.1/10. That's Casablanca territory! 3/4 of the voters awarded it the full 10/10, and there are virtually no scores under seven. Well, good on ya, ladies. I guess you have as much right to those guilty pleasures as the rest of us. The film's pre-DVD exposure was limited to gay and lesbian film festivals, but that fact creates two incorrect impressions of the film. It is a better film than implied by that fact, and it is a more widely appealing one as well. Male audiences will undoubtedly find the story too familiar, with only the teacher's gender varying from a dozen other films stored in vague memory. Men who want to see the film's sex scene, which comes near the end of the story, will probably reach for the remote several times to plow through the humorless, melodramatic dialogue. On the other hand, there isn't really time for the film to drag. It's only 76 minutes long including all the credits and titles, so some men may well find that short wait worthwhile. The guilty pleasure aspect of the film can work for men as well as women, because there is no preaching or strident gay activism involved in the film, and the sex scene does, after all, involve two attractive women. The teacher looks like a 40ish Helen Mirren, and the young girl is a more glamorous, less innocent version of Jennifer Jason Leigh circa Ridgemont High. While the nudity is quite subtle - only a half-glimpsed nipple here and there, the sex scene features two attractive women in a lingering, erotic embrace in which they press their bare breasts together and move sensuously. Although I'm not in the target market, I found this erotic, and might have found it extremely erotic if the director had used a few more light bulbs and had opened it up a bit. |
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