Such an excellent time-capsule of a movie, with room for analysis and historical reflections.
I had not seen this movie until this week, which is amazing considering how much I love Ira Levin's work with Rosemary's Baby. As the writer of both, he clearly had a propensity for supernatural/occult themes and women's issues specifically. It is interesting to note that this movie was met with protests at the time of its release, because in watching this movie, it's makes an excellent argument for looking critically at gender roles in the United States.
The movie begins with a somewhat melancholic feel; it's obvious that Joanna (Katharine Ross) is not thrilled with something, but we aren't certain what it is. We soon see that her family of 4 is moving from NYC to Stepford, a suburb where everything is clean, new, and safe. Joanna is an aspiring photographer, and her best work comes from the eccentric subject matter literally everywhere in NYC.
Time goes on, and they settle into their new home, while befriending local similar families: they are all married, with children, living in beautiful (suburban) homes. From pool parties to luncheons, all the local women are friendly, but have commonalities that are a little extreme: none have roles outside the home, they are all ultra-focused on their clean/pristine homes, and they speak in perfectly soft, never-wavering voices.
Joanna is working outside quietly, overgrown goldenrod grass abounding, when an extremely boisterous young woman approaches her. She is Bobbie Markowe (Paula Prentiss) and the two hit it off; they both are edgy-humored, unafraid to reject this spell of conformity that seems to saturate Stepford.
Together, they decide to form a women's club, somewhat as a response to the local 'Men's Association', which they see as a thinly-veiled good ol' boys club. Certain that the guys are just lamenting the arrival of "unbrushed Playboy images", Joanna and Bobbie delve head-first into their project of giving local women stronger voices.
As they approach many of these beautiful women, they are met with a slight variation on the same answer: no. They're either busy with ironing (check out the rainbow of perfect linens in the background), or they need to do their daily baking. Once again, these women are just beyond gorgeous; they wear tastefully modest dresses, and go shopping in the grocery store in floppy brimmed hats, as if heading to the Kentucky Derby.
As the movie progresses, we see some progress happening: the women's club gains a little traction, and the two leading women have the city water tested-- thinking that the flattened behavior of their female townfolk is a result of chemicals leaking into the water supply.
Then...the unthinkable happens: someone is overpowered by the undercurrent of anti-feminism in Stepford, and it's not just another neighbor.
It's your turn to pick up the plot from here, and hopefully share your own opinions.
The themes that stand out are still strong today:
- "Gaslighting" - or made to feel crazy in the presence of facts.
- stereotypical gender roles
- the either/or mentality: women can't be career-driven AND loving mothers: it must be one, or the other.
This movie is an aesthetic treat for anyone who loves vintage fashion, the 70s, and is willing to suspend expectations of realism.