Watched two versions of the movie in one go. The 1976 version is dreamy, and the 2013 version is pragmatic. The former is more like a fallen angel turned into a demon, and the latter is more like a desperate psychological disorder girl turned into a murderer.
But I deeply feel sorry for Carrie as a child. Not only did she feel sorry for her losing her father, hated by her mother, isolated by her classmates, laughed at by teachers, and despised by the principal, but also felt sorry for her, who also had dreams and love, such a simple and kind child, but in the end she was forced into despair and was in so much pain. Just want to kill all those who mocked her to wash away the shame.
She had never committed a crime. But her birth was destined to be a sin. She is the heir of witch blood, she is different from ordinary people. Confident anomalies make people fearful, and self-abasement anomalies make people hostile. The mother kept condemning her, and the people around her kept isolating her, mocking her and insulting her.
But she is just a little girl. She never even learned how to be a girl. The blood gushing from her body terrified her, her mother's hatred terrified her. Years of sentence and atonement made her almost convinced that she was a sin, so she was so deeply humbled.
But she was an adolescent girl after all. The sexual urge that comes with sexual maturity hits her inside. She also has a boy she longs for and longs to be a happy, normal woman. When she sewed skirts for herself with excitement, tried the most suitable lipstick over and over again, and asked the Prince Charming boy "why" over and over again, I felt inexplicably sad.
Dreamy, pure, and beautiful. But there are people who want to destroy this beauty. Or rather, Carrie simply couldn't stop others from destroying this beauty.
In the end she was pushed into the abyss when happiness reached the top. She was covered in blood, standing there, terrified and helpless. When she saw the boy she loved fell under her feet, the last bit of sanity in her heart was burned by anger. She seemed to hear her mother's curse and everyone's ridicule, but she didn't hear the slightest hope.
Blood and fire burned everything. Carrie died in the fire with her mother.
But blood and fire cannot wash away sins. Carrie would never forgive. Her only friend, Sue, was forever remorseful for her failure to redeem Carrie.
Carrie's mother kept repeating that Carrie was guilty. Being born a woman is the number one sin. She sees Carrie's menarche as the original sin, and Carrie's love for boys as a heinous crime. She kept repeating, "God made Eve out of Adam's rib, and Eve brought the black crow into the world because of her weakness. The crow's name is called sin. Intercourse is a first-degree sin. Eve was weak, and God punished Eve. Her punishment of blood. Then he added a second punishment, which was the pain of childbirth, to increase the punishment of blood and pain."
She always called her "Woman" when she punished Carrie. As if then she was not her daughter, but just a woman as sinful as herself.
See my heart heavy. Is it really a sin to be born a woman?
The so-called black crow is actually Eve's temptation to Adam, right? The beautiful Eve made Adam's heart move, and the two had sex because of sexual urges, which is the so-called original sin.
Even in an open-minded day, even non-religious people still see sex as unclean. Extramarital sex, in particular, is seen as depraved in the moral category. But the irony is that it is still women who are regarded as depraved, dirty, and unclean.
It was as if a woman's life, as Carrie's mother had said, had nothing but to lure men into their depravity. And once she has a sexual urge to a man, or she makes a man have a sexual urge, then she has committed a crime, a heinous crime.
Menstruation is punishment, childbirth is punishment, weakness is a woman's name, and sexuality is a crime of the first order. And women spend their whole lives pursuing and seducing men and committing crimes.
Funny and sad.
Many years ago, in order to study the sexual psychology of adolescents, I once read a book: "The Rose Hidden in the School Bag - An Interview Record of Campus Sex Issues". It records the detailed facts of sexual behavior of more than a dozen middle school students. The boys in it talk about it, while the girls mostly regret it after the first sex. Until they were admitted to the university, they were still very inferior. One girl even said that it was already like that, and it didn't matter to be a "chicken" anymore.
Why do you give up on yourself once you have sex? We're not twisted puritans like Carrie's mother, and we don't think it's a sin for women to bleed. But do we still think narrow-mindedly that it is such a sinful thing to lose a virgin's blood by having sex before marriage once a woman has experienced menarche? Why is it always the woman who is despised and not the man who made her lose her virginity?
There are even men who believe that women should not show their sexual desires and impulses even after they are married, otherwise it will be a manifestation of lasciviousness.
Some would say that because of the moral education we have received. Such is our attitude towards sex.
Children should stay away from sex and don't need to know about sex until after they are married. The first duty of sexuality is to produce the next generation.
I still remember the reactions of teachers and students when they saw the questionnaire on sexual knowledge. The subtle thing is that the male teacher can face it calmly, while the female teacher is facing the enemy. The students laughed and answered each question earnestly. The results showed that the children were not as ignorant of sexuality as their teachers thought, and even that their sexuality knowledge was largely not derived from parental and school education. They are curious, but don't want others to know they are curious. Because once they know, they feel that these children are no longer pure.
This idea has been deeply ingrained.
I think, being born a woman may be my greatest misfortune. Because it means that others will judge me by the same standards as a woman.
But at the same time, being born a woman is perhaps my greatest fortune. Because my life has many different experiences than men.
And Carrie, unfortunately, didn't have the chance to know this lucky bit.
I hope girls can have the opportunity to realize their luck.
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