fry north

The funniest thing about this movie was how they had to put Demi in all kinds of makeup and SFX to make her believably "ugly". I mean, come on, Demi Moore is literally gorgeous. Through that, though, the film definitely succeeds in providing the foundation for one amazing, interesting, and incredibly relevant commentary, though. It highlights how even the people we consider "objectively attractive" face the same insecurities we all do -- women ESPECIALLY. It represents the horror and anxiety that even the most talented, beautiful women in our society/the entertainment industry can fall victim to: the opinions of voices in the crowd who don't know sh*t. For some reason, our society can revere and appreciate aging male stars -- like Radiohead's Thom Yorke, or even Johnny Cash (no shade. I like 'em both, just examples)... But heaven forbid if Madonna's still making/performing music on a massive scale and looking stunning while doing it - just how she was in the 90s - then people ridicule and make jokes about her. Societal standards have always been bullsh*t, and I love seeing it addressed so directly in a genre that can truly and perfectly send a message about it: Body Horror. Demi and Margaret walked into this movie on a mission, and put their whole asses into it. It's awesome. They deserve every nomination they're going to get. The old Quaid - not the cute nerd from The Boys; his dad - was also there, playing himself.