I wanted some begging an pleading. Maybe some tears from the perpetrator (that I can actually see).
I wanted to feel like there was accountability. The women of the film seemed to smart and too modern to just walk away after feeling tortured for over two decades to walk away with even the tiniest bit of forgiveness.
But, I can't relate. I have also confronted my own demons and have received an apology as well, but I don't know if I feel satisfied from my own case.
Hmmm...what was the purpose of the film?
I'll give it some credit for heading in the right direction though.
Awful Normal on Netflix




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