I've read somewhere that now it's a good time to have a daughter. She can decide on her future, make her conscious professional and personal choices, and add so much to the society. Still some countries perceive having a daughter as a waste of resources: abortions of unborn girls are common as families welcome boys. Boys: the future, the business resources, the fathers, the succession of the family name. You are lucky if you weren't born in these places. You can also consider yourself lucky if you weren't born in times when being a woman was almost a curse. What if your only duty was to get married and bear children, without which you'd be considered worthless? What if having a boy was your only path to privilege? What if your adult life started as being nothing more than the third wife? Enjoy.
Italian countryside may be a great background for personal stories. It might be perfect for meeting your old friends, for dealing with the past, for falling in love. An artist's villa can be well-suited for discovering your past and finding yourself among people who have little in common but share the fascination with the physical love. It might be a place where a beautiful girl can put all the pieces to the puzzle and start a new chapter of her life.
I remember when I saw it for the first time, expecting it to be a teen drama with a twist. I was shocked. Since then I watched it many times, not with the intention of tormenting myself with the consolation of final death, as I'm against suicide in any form (think about people who you're living behind), but as a kaleidoscope of women. Five sisters growing in the same house, eating the same food, raised by the same parents. Completely different young women, with dreams, wishes, and experiences. Making the same crucial decision when those dreams are taken from them by their seemingly beloved. A worth watch.

