If you haven’t seen the play, I highly recommend it. Carnage is a dual force. The movie implicitly shows the darker dynamics of marriage by showing the demise of two couples into pure chaos. What starts out to be an amicable attempt to get their sons to apologize, with the help of alcohol, inevitably becomes a war of sexism and morale between two marriages.
What’s sad is that each side is relatively accurate about life, love and marriage. No one can really disagree but everyone can agree. Sometimes, we just purposely slay each other. We dig and dig to find some speckle of happiness over years and years of unhappiness. Sure, we’re all happy some of the time, but sometimes even the unhappiness seeps in a bit deeper. We’re all fucked. We’re even more fucked with the existence of alcohol in our systems. Here these two adults try to set primary example to their children, but are still relatively clueless themselves. As I get older, I only hope that I’m a bit wiser, but that notion is always fully defeated when I look at last night’s mistakes. I’m no walking hot mess, but I got a slew of fucked up shit that wouldn’t make anyone dream of unicorns and sunshine.
American couples need to see this movie, this may or may not decrease the annual visits to the therapist. Just saying.
Penelope Longstreet: I DON’T HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOR AND I DON’T WANT ONE!