“Three Women”: A Series for Women, Not Men

2024-01-19 10:15:45

“Three Women”, Yes Series

A series for women only, totally not recommended for gnarly men. About identity, career and sexuality that were lost to them along the way and about three women who set out to look for them.

“Three Women” is a series for women. Not for men. At all. Absolutely not for men. Not even for young women full of hope for life. Certainly not for ten girls. If they watch it, they will want to throw themselves out of the nearest window. Men, as mentioned, will not be all So drastic. After ten minutes in front of the screen they will simply immigrate to another country, but all in all they will be content with that.

“Three Women” is the story of women whose different and not at all unusual life circumstances led them to a loss of identity, a loss of career and a loss of a sense of sexuality. One is a housewife whose husband does not touch her. The second is a restaurateur in an open marriage, and the third is plagued by memories of a high school teacher who sexually assaulted her. All three embark on a journey to regain their lost sexuality and their lives in general.

Such films and series have already been made. Lucy Jordan realized many years ago that she would not drive a sports car through the streets of Paris with the warm wind caressing her hair. But in “Three Women” this stew – for its flaws – is served with loaded spoons that grab the viewer in such a way that it is difficult to remain indifferent to it.

I met by chance, years ago, an old acquaintance, and the conversation turned to her story about the amount of tears she shed in front of “The Bridges of Madison County”. I told her that I had read the book, seen the movie, I don’t consider myself a particularly hard-hearted person, I loved the landscapes of Madison County whose bridges the charming photographer (hello, Clint) came to photograph, I was definitely in favor of the short-lived romance that was forged between him and the neglected housewife, but when it was over, it didn’t occur to me to drop a single tear. I got up from my seat, went to the car and drove home. I think I stopped on the way For shawarma at Debosh’s, if it even existed then. “It’s because you’re a boy,” my friend said, “you can’t understand it.”

Maybe. Surely there are also male human beings trapped in hopeless relationships. But this series tells about women, about the difficulty that the men dictate to the women in their midst. The men here play the role of difficulty, nothing more. The women are the ones who absorb the hardship. They are the contestants. Overcoming and growing is their mission. This is basically the story of the series: difficulty, coping and mental growth among three women – it is logical to assume that very few men will survive the first episode as well.

It is legitimate. In the contract with the cable service, no one commits to gender equality to the viewers, and if anything, the ones who get the roles of heroes by far are those of the male gender. So in “Three Women” there is minimal compensation for that. And it is also possible to assume that a male viewer will shift in his chair a little uncomfortably at the sight of intercourse on the screen between a man and a bleeding woman during their period, when at the end of it his entire lower body – shown in detail – is bathed in menstrual blood. That’s how it is, as my friend said: it’s because you’re a boy, you can’t understand it. And it is true. We, what to do, are weaker.