This story becomes more and more complex as well as interesting because Dawn (US) is at her dusk, (in some respects, how Hollywood tends to discredit its women [countries]). So, while she is depicted as a badtempered Little Lotta with an ungraceful, fumbling, uncultured interpretation, even of her own inability to access and/or process media--she hasn't been opportuned with education nor the social graces (contacts, money, looks) to enter media; she is boisterous, wild, lower/working class, unashamed of her body and its natural girth but unhesitant to break into performance (her lifelong love). So we come away with a complex picture of a woman who seemingly shouldn't depict (or be allowed to) her love of music, dance and enjoying life, but should rather be almost closet about it. A lot of the film of the genre coming out of Europe (i.e., Bye-bye Monkey) speak to the love/hate relationship with the United States. At the denouement, Dawn (the monkey) falls from the tree (the bough breaks) because she is not limber and/or does not possess the grace of a creature naturally inclined to climb trees. But that is the sheer irony. While Europeans see Americans as ungracious bull in the china closet, they call us uncultured apes. The dichotomy--we are the apes but Dawn is enchanted (entranced) with American story. It is a film that should be seen again, like all artistic and/or untraditional films because we, the audience, come away sometimes with notions not necessarily intended by the director but frequently showing with a really good interpretive artistic work.
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