A Review of A Wrinkle in Time

A long day of Lyft. 

I finish, my goal of $100 done, and I head over to HEB (the main grocery store here in Austin) to get some celebratory Manechewitz.

I pick up a girl I'm dating and we head to my house to make popcorn, cuddle and watch a movie.

A few months ago I snagged a 50" TV for a solid price while flipping electronics.

On goes the Netflix.

The first option is a TV show and she wants a movie. Then it's a scary movie and I think they're all cheesy and campy.

One of us says no, or the other until we get to A Wrinkle in Time.

Back in 4th grade, we had reading competitions. They gave us three books and our team had to answer the most questions right to get a prize - in most cases a scholastic book fair gift card... And I loved book fairs.

A Wrinkle in Time was one of them. 

And I had no idea what was going on throughout the book. 

Don't get me wrong, I loved it. I just didn't know what was going on.

It was so surreal. Like taking an LSD trip while playing Fallout. 

So we put it on. 

Now I've been fascinated by psychology and in particular, Jungian psychology more recently. Archetypes. Especially after listening to Jordan Peterson's "12 Rules to Life" on audible so my psychoanalytic mind was piecing apart the story from the beginning.

And it was fascinating. I'm not one for fairy tales with random positivity, and no lessons, but then again all of them have lessons... If you know how to find them.

Throughout the story, I could see Meg being given test after test after test - the whole story being an analogy of growing up. Being taken care of by your father, who left - an analogy to the female needing to create her own relationship with her inner animus.

The three fates, self awareness represented by Mrs. Whatsit, intuition represented by Mrs. Who and unconditional positive self regard and nurturing represented by Mrs. Which - at one point left her right when she left the safety of light, representing the safety of her home.

This was her needing to take over her femininity from her mother and embody it herself.

Instantly she was given a test in which she needed to throw herself into a chaotic lightning tornado - an analogy for throwing herself into chaos with trust. 

Her brother is taken by resentment and turns against her, forcing her to use her sense of reason and cognition - masculine trates - which allows her to find her father, an analogy to reconnecting with her animus. 

Then, when her father and her soon to be boyfriend leave her, she is forced to forgive and love her brother even when he is abusing her - to push past his hard exterior and allow himself to be loved - mimicking the courage of a mother in loving her demanding infant. 

The instant she does that, his resentment dies and she is transported back to reality, her mother and her father meet again and all is well. 

A story of rebalancing chaos and order, of a woman developing her own connection with her animus, embodying her femininity.

And the end moral being if you take care of yourself, cleanse your inner resentment and clean up your inner world, you allow the light in yourself to shine through.

Accept yourself for who you are…. There was a moment where Meg had the opportunity to give into jealousy, in a scene very similar to a deal with the devil, and achieve the physique and likability of a popular, sexy, successful girl. To essentially purge herself of her unique qualities to become more likable by others.

She chose to deny this offer and accept her flaws, allowing her to own herself and go forward in life authentically - a powerful statement on the importance of embracing your flaws… Not necessarily keeping them there without improving herself, but embracing herself as she was right then instead of faking it in the name of jealousy and a need of external validation.

I sat, fascinated, not only because somehow I made sense of it all with Jungian psychology, with real, significant morals, but also because when I initially read it it made no sense to me. It was so surreal, but seeing it embodied in a movie made me understand it after all these years.

It was way too campy and obnoxiously positive for my tastes, but the underlying substance made up for it.

I'd say a good watch for any aspiring Jungian scholar, and anyone who read the book.

Otherwise it'll probably be too cheesy for you.

If you want to try it out for yourself, check it out on Netflix, or click this link to order it from Amazon: