Every third Thursday of the month is Movie Club Night. A friend of mine created a group on Facebook and invited a whole bunch of women, and each month at least a handful of us gather to have dinner, drink a few adult beverages, and head over to the cinema to laugh ourselves silly watching a movie our spouses and/or children would hate. You could say a couple of us get “liquored up” (but I would never say that), and in light of last month’s film, Bad Moms, the phrase would be remarkably appropriate.
The movie itself was ridiculous, profane, over-the-top and pretty unbelievable, really, with characters who embody the stereotypes of women we come across in our own lives (or perhaps we are, ourselves?). The main characters are the Neglectful Hussy Mom (Carla), the Young Isolated Stay-at-Home Mom (Kiki), the Young Overachiever Working Mom (Amy), the “Mean Girl” PTA President from Hell (Gwendolyn) and her Bitchy Sidekicks (Stacy & Vicky). I think we could all recognize bits of ourselves in each of them.
The main thrust of the film was that we are ALL, in our own ways, “bad moms”. It seems, in this generation of online “friendships” and the sharing of all good things on sites like Instagram and Facebook, that it is harder and harder to find true honesty out there. And therefore, even more important for it to be thick as white pepper gravy on a biscuit in our real-life relationships. It’s even more important to build ourselves a tribe.
Now, this film is not a bio-pic or even very close to anything I have ever known to happen in real life, but the relationship between Amy, Kiki and Carla really hit home with me. Throughout the film, Amy, Kiki and Carla are brutally honest with each other, and they all benefited from each others’ counsel, support, fashion advice… tips on how to get laid. (I said it was profane!)
There were scenes in the film when one of the three leads would speak to each other using what some might characterize as “mean” words. But I believe that honesty, when it comes from a place of love and respect, is not mean. That kind of honesty is necessary if we, as humans, are going to mature and evolve and become our best selves; who else but your tribe can you trust with your tender soul? Who better to help mold your future self than the women in your life who know you best and love you most?
Okay, that got super-deep all of a sudden, and I’m not sure reviewers would agree that Bad Moms is worthy of such a discussion… but my point is, Women, when they come together with no pretense and with the desire to support each other no matter what, are a force to be reckoned with. I have several tribes I can turn to in my life, but only a couple that I would go to when I need a special kind of naked truth spoken. And sometimes, the naked truth is that we are all flawed and it’s okay. Bad Moms said that. It also said that Millennials who run coffee companies are idiots and even cheating-bastard husbands deserve forgiveness… sentiments which I may not agree with… but you get the idea.
Laurie Marshall is the Content Designer and Story Collector for Tribe of Women. She believes in the power of women supporting other women. (Also, good coffee and giant tubs of buttered popcorn. But not at the same time.)