How many times a day do you heave a massive sigh at the predicament of your life? You get pooed on by a pigeon, you break your last hair bobble, you burn your toast, and you just generally want to do something completely different? Like, jump into an old convertible and take a road trip across America?
Well then, my dearest parrots, THELMA & LOUISE IS THE FILM FOR YOU.
Two lovely redheaded BFFs with humdrum lives in Arkansas want to take a relaxing weekend in a cabin in some mountains somewhere in America, packing their fishing rods and Polaroid cameras, with very few cares in the world. The most trouble they were expecting was probably the vague possibility of meeting a chipmunk.
OH, HOW WRONG THEY WERE.
Thelma, the flaky, giddy and…promiscuous one suggests a quick drink in a seedy bar on the road, and gets into some hot water with a pervy cowboy who gets far too fresh with her in the car park. This is where Louise, the smart, strong, arse-kicking one comes to the rescue with Thelma’s handgun and shoots the rat.
After that, they’re on the run, in a whirlwind of minor armed robberies, greasy diner meals and a shirtless Brad Pitt, all with some epic old school rock music piled on top like whipped cream. Ooooh…Brad Pitt and whipped cream…
If you haven’t yet discovered your fictional ginger role models, these feisty ladies are your go-to ginges. They’re full-on, brave and are the embodiment of one of my favourite words…gumption.
Sure, to begin with, they were slaves to The Men and they were oh-so bored with life, but it took a crime and act of pure friendship for them to realise how much fun they were missing. (I’m not saying you need to be on the run from Johnny Law to know what fun is, but hey, whatever gets your milk churning….)
This is neo-feminism at its best, even though it was made in 1991, nothing like it has been produced since. These girls don’t take crap from ANYONE. Literally, anyone. You know when you’re just casually walking down the road and some D-bag truck driver honks his horn at you because, oh I don’t know, your skirt hemline is about ONE WHOLE INCH above your knee? Wouldn’t you just dearly love to shoot him in the face for such an act of chauvinism, or at the very least give him the finger? These ladies, without giving anything away, do just what you would want to in that situation.
But this isn’t an ‘all men are bad’ movie by any stretch. Sure, Thelma’s hubby is a selfish idiot and the truck driver will literally make your skin crawl, but the detective, Hal Slocomb, who’s trying to track them down, doesn’t believe that it was a malicious murder, more like two people in the wrong place at the wrong time. Also, Louise’s boyfriend Jimmy is the sweetest, doing everything for the girl he loves, without demanding answers to his questions.
This movie has wended its way into my Top 10 Movies of all time. Susan Sarandon and Geena Davis are such an unbeatable combination. The cinematography really captures the sheer scale of the American deep south, and it’s so well written by Callie Khouri, giving us a kind of Kerouac tale for ladies, though it’s not entirely exclusive to us. It’s a pair of fiery gingers, on the run, fighting the good fight for freedom and fun. Everyone gets that, right?