sexual revolution backlash? *spoilers*
Don't get me wrong, I love this movie.
There is one aspect I don't feel comfortable with though, and that's the portrayal of the female characters Suzanne (Shelley Duvall) and Hope (Jennifer Salt). Furthermore, I have some trouble with the underlying 'moral' of the fable regarding sex here.
Brewster's 'guardian angel' Louise (Sally Kellerman) reminds him, in the bathtub scene, that having sex would be disastrous for him, strongly implying that it would rob of him of the strength to fly. That she is right is borne out by the fact that he crashes in the end - possibly one contributing factor seemed to be physical exhaustion due to his love-making with Suzanne before. More crucial than that however is Louise's warning that sex keeps people earthbound because it acts as a surrogate - once they've had sex, people 'settle' for it (as the next best thing?) and no longer dream of being able to fly. It appears that once Brewster has lost his virginity, he has lost his ability to truly dream, and hence to fly, without even being aware of it.
Not only does it seem that he would have had to remain chaste, but should have abstained from emotional attachment to anyone but Louise (who was a somewhat 'unearthly' presence). As soon as she learnt that Brewster had 'lapsed', she left; either because she wasn't inclined to help him anymore, or because he was 'beyond help' then. [In an aside, I wonder why her wings were clipped?]
Brewster's ultimately fatal mistake was made only more glaringly obvious because it was also an error in judgment:
Although Suzanne appeared as a sympathetic character before, once he opened up to her, she first turned out to be greedy for wealth and fame, with a singular lack of sensitivity; then she turned him in. And suddenly became a pigtailed doll who fell over herself to seduce the dull wannabe politician/secretary Bernard.
Previously impervious to the weird masturbatory behaviour (which makes me cringe rather than laugh) of his food supplier Hope, he finally found someone he wanted to take with him - call that a flight of fancy. Or you might say, he really fell for her... In any case, his dream could only be achieved alone, that is, at the exclusion of other human beings who are all of them too flawed. And it seemed as if he was punished for a betrayal: he wasn't worthy - too human after all.
It's not as if I'm not aware that everyone in this movie was ridiculed and paraded in all their greed, ambition, spinelessness and folly. If anything, this isn't a misogynistic, but a misanthropic tale. And it could of course be argued that virginity simply stands for innocence and the childlike ability to dream. But the necessity of solitude, emotional isolation, and especially the emphasis on sexual abstinence, in a film from 1970, is remarkable.
Any thoughts?