Not so many days ago I was watching TV and it was all crap (oh surprise!) so tired of all the trash talk shows,progressive bullshit and all that,I decided to stop at a channel that always have somewhat decent movies,and that day they were running this movie,starring Mel gison,so I said "well why not"
To begin with,to add some background: the movie is about a bussines man (Mel Gibson) that has a daughter and it's kind of clumsy about female nature,and mechanics,and one day after dressing as a woman (yes the movie features more than one trannymaxxing scene) he got electroshocked and since then he can read women minds
After a few minutes of the movie you can grasp that the idea of this whole audiovisual production is "men dumb,women smart" and some tabus such as dressing as a woman being a man,its a sign of a secure masculinity.First of all I think,it's stupid to make a movie in which they pretend to mystify the women like if they were superiors entities,or had some kind of special secret.I think the main idea is good,but the plot is inconsistent,for example in one moment he goes to the store and the woman employe starts thinking about how she didnt had sex in the past 6 months and how she craves for sex etc. I mean if the movie had the idea of making any suspense about the female nature,it just throws blackpills about the shallowness,because guess what: they woulnt be thinking in complex stuff ofc as aritmetics or science,or philosofical questions more than that.Would been hyper delusional to make it otherwise.But well.The contradictions of the movie.Not to mention the basic cliche message that tells you the man has to make effort,and be a "good boy" and make "good actions" in order to conquer the woman's heart.And has nothing to do about looks,it's all mystical "chemistry".
On the other hand I didnt liked the pro empowerment propaganda the movie had,such as u can listen in the main theme of the movie "Bitch" from meredith brooks.How they are everything and misunderstanded beings that have too much to do,and that they re more than dicks,sex and being potheads.But guess what's the main theme? yes you got it
Also the figure of the main character as a father it's mediocre and made as a mock parody of the worker man,clumsy,hard working and dont get a clue about nothing yet is used by his daughter as a living wallet,and she is entitled to do so since she needs to attend a prom and so on.It's seen as a positive abuse,yet this was at the very begining to the milenium we are right now,so I don't wonder why we re in such position as a society when this was the new "open minded" idea of how parents would be.
All in all,I think it was a very,extremly pretentious movie,selling the spectator that is was going to reveal female nature or something,and was only the expected,not to mention it was a little brick and step in the brainwashing of masses about the women image,and "muh lady did nothing wrong". A movie full of contradictions,stereotypes yet not the bad ones (at least not for the stablishment) and how the masculinity is a wide concept,that man has to explore,and be "open minded " about it,yet when men were acting the same during the last 3000 years just like lions and other male counterparts in the mammal kingdom,but yet,I would say u guys get a watch at it,and check it by yourselves.
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I watched it too. Nothing special. Just your usual...dose of blue pill.
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