The Virgin SuicidesThe appearance of the Lisbon sisters does not matter. What's important is what the teenagers in the neighborhood were thinking. There is a time in every boy's teenage season when a particular girl seems to have materialized in his dreams, backlit from the sky. Sofia Coppola's "The Virgin Suicides" is narrated by an adult who speaks for "us" - for all the boys in a suburban Michigan neighborhood 25 years ago, who loved and lusted after the girls from Lisbon. We know from the title and the first few words that the girls committed suicide. Most of the criticism focused on the girls. They miss the other subject: the awkward and uncertain desire of boys. The film is as much about these guys, “us”, as it is about the girls from Lisbon. About how Trip Fontaine (Josh Hartnett), the leader of the pack, loses his baby fat and transforms into a junior stud blinded by sex and beauty, and dazzled by Lux Lisbon (Kirsten Dunst), who perfect girls from Lisbon is the most perfect. In each class, there is a couple who makes love while the others only talk about it, and Trip and Lux ​​make love on the night of the big dance. But that's not the question. The fact is that she wakes up the next morning, alone, in the middle of the football field. And the thing is, Trip, as an adult narrator, remembers not only that "she was the dead center of the spinning world then" and that "most people never taste that kind of love," but also: “I loved him very much. on the football field it was different. "Yes, it was. They were... in the middle of a sheet of paper... creatures? And then the reality of sex, too young, uproots innocent idealism and reveals its secret, animal engine and brutal, lustful and contemptuous, in a way, the girls of Lisbon and the boys of the neighborhood never existed except in their own adolescent imagination. They were imaginary creatures, waiting for the dream to end. death or adulthood. “Cecilia was the first to leave,” the narrator tells us early on. We see her talking to a psychiatrist after trying to slit her wrists. “You’re not even old enough. to know how hard life is," he told her. "Obviously, doctor," she said, "you were never a 13-year-old girl." No, but her job and all life of adulthood is to a certain extent a search for happiness that she does not even know how to have..