This film is a let down in one way and one way alone. It has been 'americanised'. Margaret Atwood wrote a fantastic monologue focussing on the struggles of an american woman, same as many others, who is trapped in a dystopic society (or should we say, an even more dystopic one) than the one that she grew up in. Her life is in tatters, husband dead, daughter no longer recollecting her as her mother, she is in a rut. What does she do? She resists, she lives on through her memory, she remains as seperated from Gilead as she possibly can. She does what we all can if we try, we do the human thing, we resist POWER HUNGRY WESTERN WORLD LEADERS, we live on despite ATTACKS MADE ON US, we see through the PROPAGANDA fed to us, slightly sweetened and on a spoon. She does the decent thing.
What happens in the movie? Low and behold, our heroine physically resists when she aids Moira in her escape plan, and even more so when she assassinates the man who ended the beloved constitution. The, uh, huhum 'Gude Amairicaine thang ta doo'.
I can understand why americans may be offended that Offred did not rebel against her captivity as outwardly as she could have done, but that was the point Atwood was making. Offred did not do the american thing, she did the human thing. Get over it, I mean , Hollywood did not have to spew out this gawdy mess so that the ending of a great literary work looks more favorably towards your way of thinking. My condolances go to the great Canadian author, WHOSE MASTERPIECE HAS BEEN STAINED BY THE NEED TO ALTER CERTAIN POINTS TO AGREE WITH WESTERN THEOCRACY.
I only hope that we aren't faced with 'Handmaids in Arms 2: Offred versus Al Quaeda'.
Here endeth the lecture.