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Sorry Baby is a film America needs right now. A film about women that reaches across the aisle to engage men in the discussion by giving viewers a character (Agnes) so undefined and non-threatening she defies traditional gender conversations. Indeed, it's very hard to describe her as a woman when she can't bring herself to use the term comfortably.
The ground-breaking change here is that The Bad Thing That Happens is a defining moment more for the confusion it introduces into Agnes' life than for any real trauma it causes. That's not to diminish or misrepresent the impact of sexual assault, but rather to allow us to explore this one isolated incident through questioning eyes, and see the impact as a spectrum instead of simply a cause-and-effect.
The film's humor works because the script leans heavily on irony and absurdity, keeping what could have been a heavy subject from turning dark or oppressive. This is a film that could have gone on for another half hour, adding little to the story, but staying engrossing and enjoyable because we are watching a character evolve, even if where she's heading remains elusive.
Sorry, Baby is a beautiful film that refuses to preach, but would rather sit in the back and ponder the future, the past, and the all-too-awkward present as undefinable challenges.
I love it