Shania Twain lies in bed, staring out her window. After her shower, she gets the mail and sets her coffee on the saucer. She tosses an advertisement for lawn care and pauses at a brochure, stating “Need A Vacation? Corazón Curado (Cured Heart)” She’s on the cover, wearing a strapless sundress on the beach. It adds “Open At Your Own Risk.”
She opens it, reading the fold out page with the congenial bell boy telling her that “changing your life starts from within.” Bellhops and hotel staff burst into her home, rearranging the furniture. One employee rolls himself up in the rug. The cogenial bellhop takes the towel off her head and walks with her on the sunny yellow rug.
The resort employees clean up her bedroom, removing the clutter and changing the sheets. She looks at a photo of her and ex-husband Robert “Mutt” Lange. A female employee tilts the frame over, his part of the photo falling out.
She walks to her closet, where female employees are clearing out old costumes. She reaches for her favorite red shirt and tells a male employee “no” as he prepares to get rid of a fringed jacket. She hugs it before he leads it away. Somewhere in the closet, she finds and then wears her outfit from the “Man! Feel Like A Woman!” video. A group of employees clap and cry for her.
As the employees carry luggage for her, she walks up stairs and views the candy coated pink sunset. The congenial bellhop puts his gloved hands over her eyes and surprises her with an entrance to the pool on the resort. She dances on the patio, wearing the sundress, along with the other employees.
In her bare feet, she steps into the sand and admires the ocean.
After her divorce, Shania Twain didn’t want to sing a note. It hurt too much. Her ex-husband had made a star. He wrote every song for her, guaranteeing hit after hit. Without him, she believed her career was over.
However, her friends urged her to sing again. Even if it was in the shower or along the with the radio. She tried but couldn’t finish a whole song without crying. Who was she kidding? Nobody wants to listen to her anymore. A majority of her peers from the 00’s don’t get airplay, much less experience much success. She’s a has-been.
While on a trip to the Bahamas, a female employee at the resort told her how her music helped her get her confidence back after a rough breakup. “It was though everything was going to be okay again.” She apologized for disturbing her and told her to enjoy her stay. Twain gave her a hug and thanked her.
She walked out to the ocean and had an epiphany: she could remain stuck and miserable, going from place to place, wasting her talent or she could write again. Once inside, she jotted down lyrics on a notepad, wishing she hadn’t gotten rid of her ideas book. She wrote for several days in a row, only stopping to get coffee and some food. For the first time in a decade, she was herself again, the one fans loved and remembered.
Director: N/A Year: 2017
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