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Re: “My Week with Marilyn's intellectual slovenliness”
For me the film was not at all about "mythologizing the mythical" - rather it was a portrait of our collective insecurities. Monroe's are well-known, disabling and inpenetrable. But everyone else's insecurities, from Olivier's to his wife's to the narrator's, get a moment in the spotlight making it clear to me how infected we all are and the only difference seems to be the degree to which we are hobbled.