A woman in her late 30s in fashionable over-size, which emphasizes her fragility and vulnerability, can't find a safe place - there are too many men around. Even a trip to the countryside and lonely walks in the countryside don't help.
The film is saturated with symbols, some of which are simply appropriate, but most of the details point directly or indirectly to the fact that all men are the same, and they are all evil to the woman. To make it clearer, men of all ages, colors and aggregate states are represented-all of them, from child to old man, live and die to hurt a woman, pursue her, demand love, inculcate in her guilt (undeserved, of course) and place their seed in her.
Pro-feminists love all this, but some smart girls suspect something: Isn't this straightforwardness intentional, isn't the director mocking, exaggerating, the correct discourse? Isn't he mocking, bringing the female experience to the point of absurdity and disgust? Is there not a double bottom here?
Is it possible that what happens in the finale is an allusion to the sick imagination of a woman who endlessly reproduces her own phobias?