DIVINE
SECRETS OF THE YAYA SISTERHOOD
Is
there a double standard when it comes to evaluating
"chick flicks" compared to male-oriented action and
war films? According to one critic, we incorrectly
assign more value to the drama of male bonding than
we do to the female bonding portrayed in such films
as Divine Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood.
Such
a double standard may indeed exist, but you can't
prove it with this film. The reasons for its problems
have everything to do with the structure upon which
it depends.
Most
notable is the use of the storyteller. A group of
women kidnap the heroine, who is feuding with her
mother, and proceed to tell her the story of the mother's
life.
The
first rule of the storyteller structure is that the
present tense story must be more interesting than
the past story. Why? Because the act of telling the
story should lead the hero to learn something and
solve something now. Otherwise, there's no point in
jerking the audience forward and backward.
This
first rule is broken right from the start when the
heroine is kidnapped by the mother's friends and flown
south. This action is so ridiculous that the writer/director
doesn't even show it, in hopes, I assume, that the
audience will somehow overlook the contrivance of
the setup.
Once
trapped in her new location, the heroine doesn't call
the police or get the hell away from these idiots.
She calmly listens as they tell her information about
her mother that the heroine would already know because
she lived in the same house.
The
present problem is dealt with by the equivalent of
a group therapy session and solved by nothing more
than the mother and daughter saying they are sorry.
The past story of the mother's life is filled, in
contrast, by death, alcoholism, and a moment of despair
and insanity when she beats her children.
The
past story is supposed to show the audience and the
heroine the reasons for the mother's failures. But
other than the one scene where the mom hits her children,
virtually every scene shows how wonderful she is.
The
deeper issue here is not whether "chick flicks" are
devalued, but rather how you dramatize family life.
Action and war films have it easy; they show life
and death situations. Nobody mentions that the vast
majority of the audience will never encounter these
situations.
They
will encounter growing and living within a family.
And how they deal with the conflicts of that experience
will determine whether they have a good life or not.
The
lesson here is clear: use the storyteller form correctly
or you will heighten the sense that we are watching
false or petty drama.
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