my week with marilyn (2011). directed by simon curtis.

michelle williams is glowing gold with that platinum hairdo. the movie is great, the cast is superb. williams is astounding. i watched it yesterday for fear that it will be yanked out of the cinema soon. it is about the famous marilyn monroe, and i love that the story peels the reasons behind her professional life instead of focusing on her personal life like most biopic tends to do. she takes acting seriously despite the dumb blonde look that she has, and actually tries very hard to be a better actress. 

the story obviously is told from the male point of view who can't help but falls under her spell - she is a beautiful sweet girl and a sex bomb full grown woman at the same time, seems worldly even though she is often lost and in tatters when dealing with stresses of the real world - in short, she is the ultimate damsel in distress that triggers the male instinct of protection. and men respond to that - some feel it is too much of a responsibility, like her third husband arthur miller reacted; others feel it is their call to rescue her, like that of colin clark, the 23 year old third assistant director in which the movie is based on. me? i think if i see a woman like that, i'd totally hate her - because she is the total opposite that i could never be, in fact men make it their point to let me do things on my own because i am independent. well, i am, but all ladies want to be treated like a lady if given a choice. 

let me say this again, williams is so good in this movie. she captures the little girl lost of marilyn monroe, the beautiful woman whose insecurities could only be matched with her constant need of approval - she is the woman who only wants to be loved, who puts a picture of abraham lincoln by her bed side table because she doesn't have a father and lincoln is as good as any. which is sad, and i am partially sympathetic to her plight that drives her to act the way she does.