This is a little late, as usual. Submerged truth does not always follow deadlines, I've learned. And I'm okay with that. I think deadlines are stifling but oh so necessary.
Today the topic of discussion falls under the hairy-armpit territory of feminism (buck up, boys- I know you can handle it). I watched a completely demeaning movie tonight, about womanhood and the intricacies that lie therein. It was entitled, appropriately, The Women. Some of you have probably heard of it. Meg Ryan, Debra Messing, Jada Pinkett Smith, etc. Every person that appears in the movie is, in fact, a woman, extras and all. Bette Midler even made an appearance.
The acting was atrocious, which is depressing because I usually have a soft spot for Meg. Aside from this and the total predictability of the movie, the message was just dismal. It's a film made for women, expecting to empower them when in reality it just demeans them.
"You have to stop giving a shit about anybody. What do you want?" This is the life-changing advice given to down in the dumps Meg Ryan whose husband has just cheated on her with a young hottie.
And so of course, she turns her life around. She starts thinking about herself for a change, god dammit. And why shouldn't she? Isn't that womanhood? Discovering that we matter, that we are the most important people in our lives, that we are beautiful and successful and sexy because we say we are.
I don't how you all are going to take this post/rant, because to be honest with you, I'm probably a lot more of a feminist than most on this campus. But they've got it all wrong in this movie, and so many others and it makes me wonder- where have all the real women gone?
I'm going to go read Sylvia Plath- that should cheer me up.
KEW
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