Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri
The more I’ve opened my mind, the more I realise that my enjoyment of films and television, art and music, (basically anything in the mainstream) is seriously influenced by my standing of privilege in the world. I am a white middle class woman who grew up in the South West and now lives in London with a nicely paid job. So when I say I enjoyed watching this film, I mean that I enjoyed watching it through the lens of my life experience. One of the reasons I started this blog was to give me a platform to challenge myself & to think critically.
FYI this post will contain spoilers.
The film follows Mildred Hayes as she erects three billboards in the small town of Ebbing, questioning why no arrests have been made in her daughters murder case.
It’s a story that is not unfamiliar, in the current climate of endless sexual assault allegations and the stories of women being silenced it’s easy to at first feel distrustful of the authorities in the film. In addition to the general feeling of unease that comes with men being left to deal with violent crimes against women, is the constant complicity of Willoughby in his colleagues racism.
To me the handling of race and race relations in this film seemed lazy and felt like an excuse to have white actors use the n-word. I believe Jason’s alleged racism was used as a device to highlight his gross character, however he is never held accountable for it. Instead he has excuses made for him and although he is later fired, it’s not for being racist, it’s for throwing someone out of a window. As the film draws to a close we are supposed to soften towards him; his efforts to retain DNA from a suspect, a tender moment with his mother, his apology to Red. Marc Bernardin has written a wonderful piece here that articulates this with more depth.
A second, blinding misjustice was Peter Dinklage’s character James. When his character is introduced he is playing pool with Red and hints at a crush on Mildred. Naively I was delighted that he was cast in to a role that wasn’t defined by his dwarfism, however it’s not long until the punchlines roll in. I understand that in rural America it’s highly likely that he would been seen as ‘other’ and these prejudices and ‘jokes’ would be common place but surely his character and his story lines would have held up without that being a punch line? [Alyssa Rosenberg writes more on this here.]
Credit where credit is due, however, I particularly appreciated that there were no gratuitous flash backs or unnecessary detailed descriptions of the crime that was committed against Angela. Aside from a glimpse of crime scene photos and two mentions of the incident, the film relied more on Mildred’s anger and determination for justice to drive the plot. The film isn’t about revenge or the crime that was committed, essentially it’s about people and how they deal with pain and trauma.
In Mildred’s case she channels her pain in to trying to find the culprit of her daughters death which in turn sets off a series of events which polarises the people around hers own pain; Willoughby’s widowed wife, the death of Dixon’s father, Robbie’s exposure to the details of her sisters death. It highlights the ways in which ones trauma can collide with and affect others.
As the film draws to a close we are left wondering if Mildred’s last act of rage will be the death of the man Dixon suspected as Angela’s murderer. Mildred asks Dixon if she’s sure about tracking him down, she’s not. He asks Mildred the same question and she replies in kind, adding that they can decide along the way.
Despite no arrests being made the open ending still feels like closure. It’s as though Mildred’s rage has almost burnt out, that the billboards have helped her confront not only the police force she believes have been idle, but her own feelings of regret and guilt.
Oh, and if you’re a typophile, you’ll enjoy this.