Carol is not really a person in the world
She is a non person. She has no purpose in the world at all. Her days are working out in a sterile gym with other rich nothing women, going to the salon, and living in a sterile mansion with a maid who does everything. She never gets dirty or cooks or gardens or does anything. No wonder she looks like death. She's never living. It's a combination of having no sense of who the hell she is, what she can do, etcc.....that is the real source of her problem. I don't know if she's a true schizo,psycho,whatever...as much as she's her husband's (let's be frank here) f#ck me doll (and he does treat her like a pretty pixie stick), a stepmom to a kid who could take her or leave her, has no job, no skills, no reason to be existing in the world. And this slowly eats away at an actually intelligent feeling woman who has accepted the life she was BRED for. To be a pretty good society wife. Carol is not as shallow as these other women. I love when she's with her "best friend" and they try a fruit diet! Wow! How daunting! Or when she's visiting her friend at her house and the kitchen is like so sterile and perfect with black and white tile and all the sugar containers lined up just so...they have no freaking real live. I think what could save Carol is joining the Peace Corps. She's able to make lasagna with that dorky guy who wants to jump her bones (who saw that? If she had invited him into her igloo-hahaha-he would have gone) and dance a little. She can do things. She is capable. But her world with her husband who's kind of a macho ass is killing her too. Not just the environment but her environment of being a nothing worthless rich housewife with no contribution to the world whatsoever.
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