So in case you don’t know, there’s a huge brouhaha over comments that James Cameron made about Wonder Woman. You can read the article here at the Guardian, but in summary, he pretty much called out Hollywood for virtue signaling the movie as some kind of revolutionary, new groundbreaking step forward in the depiction of “strong female characters,” when it was anything but.
Now, before I give my opinion on this, I have to put forth a disclaimer. The reason why I’m throwing this disclaimer out there is that Hollywood Fauxminists and slacktivists who are weighing in on this issue are making it very difficult to have an honest and open discussion about what James Cameron said. In true Poisoning the Well fashion, they’ve painted a picture that anyone who agrees with him as being radfem scum who have narrow definitions of how women should be depicted in media or just out of touch males sticking their dicks where they don’t belong.
So here’s the disclaimer: unless it’s extremely degrading or over the top gratuitous, I don’t care about sexual objectification of females, particularly fantasy-based media such as comic books, and for three reasons. First of all, sexually idealized superheroes and demigods–both male and female–have been with us since the dawn of time, going all the way back to muscle-bound Greek statues of Zeus and Aphrodite to Heavy Metal magazine covers. So I’ve accepted it as a fact of life. As long as we have horny people in the world, we are going to have sexual objectification in art and media.
Secondly, men are just as sexually objectified in comic books and fantasy-based media as women. Conan the Barbarian, Tarzan, He-Man and countless other characters are based around hot, sweaty, shirtless males running around in loin cloths, short shorts or briefs. Okay, sure, the psychological and emotional impact on males isn’t as bad as it is for females, but still, they are objectified.
Lastly, as long as we have feminist icons like Ellen Ripley and Sarah Connor as balance, there’s no reason to get upset about the Wonder Womans and Silk Spectres of the comic book world. So live and let live. Let the guys have their spank material. Let the women who want to wear a “slutty” costume to “feel pretty” for a day at Comic Con latch onto those female characters if they want to. Maybe one day they’ll come around. But until they do, let them have their fun.
With that being said, I’m going to explain why I’m firmly in Cameron’s camp.
Like I said, I have no issues with the sexual objectification of women in media. It is what it is. What I do have issue with is when people who indulge in, glorify or perpetuate this kind of objectification pretend that it’s all in the service of something noble. This is what Hollywood Fauxminist Patty Jenkins and her ilk have been trying to do to prop up Wonder Woman, and it’s this pseudo-feminist cynical pandering that James Cameron was calling Hollywood out on.
Now if you’ve never heard this term, Fauxminist, you’re probably confused by what I mean, so let me explain. A Fauxminist is a person with an agenda who pretends to be a feminist or tries to pass off their ideas as being feminist.
There are many reasons why someone might resort to Fauxminism. One reason is to undermine Feminism by selling anti-feminist ideas as being feminist. For example, Feminism has always been against the sexual degradation of women. Fauxminism has turned that concept on its head by saying that feminism is about sexually degrading yourself in the worst way possible. Wanna sing topless at your concert wearing a strap on and simulating oral on a mike? It’s feminism, because you’re flying in the face of Sharia Law! Wanna post pictures of your hairy bush on social media? It’s feminism, because you’re showing the world that it’s okay to have a hairy snatch! Wanna joke about what a major slut you are and how you love anal and gang bangs? It’s feminism, cuz you’re taking the power out of the word, “slut!”
Besides being used to undermine Feminism, Fauxminism is also being used as a crutch by insecure young women who are too ashamed to admit that they enjoy being sexually objectified or admire characters and public figures that are based on sexual objectification. So rather than just admit that, yes, they love showing what God gave them, they’ll try to pretend that they’re spreading eagle on social media or showing up at Comic Con as Harley in stripper boots, fishnets and push up bras for the sake of “feminism.” They won’t cop to the fact that they like having men ogle them or enjoy exploiting their sexuality for attention.
Lastly, Fauxminism is used as a cynical marketing ploy to ride off the current “female empowerment” wave. Female empowerment is the soup du jour right now, and as always, never put it past anyone–especially the weasels in Hollywood–to jump on any bandwagon to cash in, just as back at the height of 1980s Reagan Era jingoism, it released a slew of action films starring all American, blue blooded white guys taking out Eurotrash, Russian commies and Arab terrorists.
In the case of Wonder Woman, the pathetic PR machine worked overtime to sell its one dimensional, fantasist Comic Book Barbie as the Second Coming of Gloria Steinem to pander to Third Wave Feminists. The manure being shoveled by the studio hype train about Wonder Woman setting some kind of new feminist benchmark in the history of cinema was piled so high it made Mount Kilimanjaro look like a sand pile. Things reached such a ridiculous crescendo that venues actually staged corny “women only” screenings for the poor, helpless widdle females who needed “safe spaces” to watch this “female empowering” figure without having to do it in the presence of mouth breathing males.
You’d think everyone would’ve seen through the cheap, empty pandering as clear as day. But no–seal-clapping, mindless Fauxminists on social media and progressive rags sucked the pablum up like a Dirt Devil and wrote endless nauseating screeds praising Hollywood for finally answering Feminism’s call for a new strong female action hero. Because it’s not like we had Sarah Connor. Or Ellen Ripley. Or Trinity from The Matrix. Or Clarice Starling. Or The Bride from Kill Bill. Or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Or Alice from Resident Evil. Or Padme Amidala. Or Princess Leia. Or Rey from A Force Awakens. Or Captain Janeway. Or…(I could do this all day.)
No wonder James Cameron felt compelled to speak up against this phony baloney, cynical virtue signalling-based marketing Hollywood b.s. that was used to promote Wonder Woman. Who wouldn’t? Me, I’d be puking my guts out at the sheer gall of it all. But whatever. He gave his opinion about the whole issue as diplomatically as possible and with a lot more restraint than I would have.
If Fauxminists were at all serious in anything they felt or said, they would’ve also answered Cameron in a serious, intelligent fashion and addressed his points one by one. Instead, they and their sycophants starting spitting all over social media and the rest of the internet like rabid cobras because they’re angry–no outraged–that someone finally had the guts to call them out on their phony and insincere propping up of Wonder Woman as some ultra deep, multi-faceted, powerful female hero.
The Fauxminists are having such a colossal meltdown right now they’ve been reduced to babbling unsubstantiated rumors and gossip they got off The National Enquirer and TMZ to discredit Cameron, as in, “Well, you know, I heard he beat Linda Hamilton with a trout one time during a fishing trip and donkey punches his current wife during sex. Clearly, this raging domestic abusing asshole is the last person we should be listening to!”
When they’re not throwing shade and gossip like a bunch of catty premenstrual 13 year olds just seconds away from a slap fight, they’re raging that Cameron is just a filthy beast of a man whose opinion is wrong because he is a man and men are incapable of understanding or being sympathetic about female causes. I mean, it’s not like this man created two of the most iconic, most admired, most complex female action heroes in all of movie history or told the teenage female fans of Titanic that they had the power to live their own lives as they saw fit without having to rely on men to do it. It’s not like Cameron did that.
No, no, no. His opinion doesn’t count. He’s a man, after all. Whose opinion does count are the attention seeking female bimbos on social media and the entertainment biz telling 16 year old girls that it’s “feminism” to expose your tits to sell more albums, promote your latest comedy gig or gain more followers. Yes, let’s listen to these women. They understand.
But I digress.
As for Patty Jenkins, in typical insincere Hollywood fashion, she retorted with an empty response full of vacuous virtue signaling platitudes that had no relevance at all to the Wonder Woman character. Yes, yes, yes, women are supposed to be multidimensional. Of course, yadda yadda yadda. Well, if Wonder Woman was anywhere near as nuanced and complex as a character as Tony Stark, she’d have a valid point. But as it stands, she’s about as complex as She Ra, Princess of Power, so how does this empty platitude about women needing to be dimensional at all counter what James Cameron was saying? It doesn’t magically cancel out his complaint about the Wonder Woman character itself.
What’s especially funny about the anti-Cameron brigade thinking that they’re “fighting the good fight” is that as they angrily defend Mattel’s answer to Conan the Barbarian as a symbol of “empowerment”, they’re making the insulting implication that adult women need a completely unrealistic superhuman who is flawless and perfect in every way to feel “empowered.” Funny how we don’t say that about male superhero characters. We don’t see Spider-Man, Batman, Wolverine, Iron Man and all these other male characters as being figures of empowerment. We see them for what they are, a form of escapist entertainment for men and a return to the comic book characters they grew up with as little boys. We also give men credit for not being stupid and insecure enough to look to one dimensional fantasy-based superhero characters for their sense of worth.
But women? No, according to Patty Jenkins and other Fauxminists pushing this “female empowerment” angle with Wonder Woman, the movie couldn’t just have been a harmless, fun, escapist romp for women as male superhero movies are for guys. The movie and the character is some desperately needed emotional and psychological lifeline for adult women to feel empowered in their lives. Plus, women are so vain that they need an unrealistic demigod figure with superhuman powers who is physically and mentally flawless in every way to feel secure about themselves. In other words, they can’t handle the imperfections of a Sarah Connor or the struggles of an Ellen Ripley; they’re little snowflakes. They must be sold a fantasy to be empowered.
Whatever. Fauxminists outraged by James Cameron’s remarks may be trying to fool everyone right now with their double talking and deflection, but they’re not fooling me or anyone else who sees this b.s. for what it is. If you’ve been around long enough, you know as well as I do that Wonder Woman has never, ever, ever been anything more than Malibu Stacy. She is a one-dimensional fantasy-based figure that adolescent males too young to access PornHub jack off to, and the perfect character young, impressionable girls look to dress up as to feel “pretty” for the boys on Halloween. She is about as empowering as Barbarella, as inspirational as Barb Wire, and as strong a female figure as Serpieri’s Druuna. Nothing more, nothing less.
Let’s celebrate her for being the perfect sexually objectified fantasy that little boys want to have sex with and the very pretty eye candy that little girls want to cosplay as, but let’s not pretend Wonder Woman is something she’s never been, nor give the cynical, pandering Hollywood sleaze buckets milking the current Feminist wave for all its worth too much credit. She is what she is, and propping her up as some kind of strong, empowering feminist symbol is Hollywood PR, plain and simple.