The problem with The Graduate is that the narrative endorses the protagonist's self-absorption rather than commenting upon it. Discuss:


(This essay-question brought to you by the late-night realisation that hey, I'd never seen it all the way through, followed several hours later by the late-night realisation RE why I'd never stuck with it, which is that none of the women back in 1967 are allowed the agency of a bag of hammers. When you find yourself relating more to the prostitute in Risky Business because at least she has her own life independent of the protagonist, you know the culture has undergone some serious generational shifts...)
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From: [personal profile] oursin


That is pretty much endemic to the male coming of age/manly midlife crisis narrative, no? Everybody is there with a symbolic role to mirror his inner conflicts.
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