A movie called The Day I Became a Woman can only be about one of two things. Either it's going to star a young girl who is coming of age or a guy who's getting a sex change operation.

Surprise, on this Day we get three (genuine) women all going through various life experiences. They can be nearly meaningless -- a nine year old girl is given one hour to play on the morning of her birthday. They can mean the end of life as you know it -- a married woman is verbally divorced by her husband when she refuses to stop riding her beloved bicycle. And they can be perplexingly final -- a very old lady spends her life savings on all new appliances, sets them up on a beach, and then puts them all on rafts as she sets sail for a boat that doesn't exist.

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