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FEMINISM

Book review: You Play the Girl: On Playboy Bunnies, Princesses, Trainwrecks and Other Man-Made Women by Carina Chocano

A film critic takes aim at the poor diet of female role models we have been fed

Katie Glass
The Sunday Times
Mixed messages: Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman
Mixed messages: Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman
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How do the “girls” in pop culture influence the women we become? This is the question the former LA Times film critic Carina Chocano takes on in her study of how women have been portrayed in the media over the past four or five decades.

Although it’s billed as “part memoir”, You Play the Girl doesn’t, in fact, contain many personal details. Instead, Chocano, who wrote the book after becoming concerned about the role models that were influencing her daughter Kira, uses her own life as a way of analysing the fictional women who affected her coming-of-age. The result takes in everything from the dumb Bunnies that she saw as a child in her grandfather’s copies of Playboy; via Bewitched’s Samantha, who has her magical powers suppressed by her husband; to Flashdance, Pretty Woman, and Chocano’s more recent frustration with the self-imposed limits of Amy Schumer’s film Trainwreck.

You can’t fault much of her snappy criticism. At her best, Chocano draws out brilliant insights from across the decades — exploring, for example, how The Stepford Wives morphed into Desperate Housewives, then into modern reality shows such as The Real Housewives and The Bachelor.

Her essays are generally witty and sharp, too, and she weaves her observations into a fascinating history of women’s economic and social progress. But, natty as the writing is, at times it can all feel a bit predictable. Is there anybody, for instance, who doesn’t know by now that Hollywood has a woman problem? Who didn’t realise that the women in Playboy were objectified, or that Eat Pray Love is a terrible film?

In particular, Chocano never satisfactorily addresses what seems to be a blind spot: the fact that some women still find their idols in pop culture’s girls, despite their obvious flaws. At one point, she finds herself watching Pretty Woman with several women who are enjoying the film. Chocano is not, and she explains that she couldn’t sit back and enjoy it because she “couldn’t un-see the message of Pretty Woman. I couldn’t un-know what I knew.”

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I’m all ears, honey: in Bewitched Samantha’s magical powers faced repression by her husband
I’m all ears, honey: in Bewitched Samantha’s magical powers faced repression by her husband
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This is remarkably patronising. Her assumption is that whatever she knows about Pretty Woman, the women enjoying it don’t. I think she is wrong. I suspect that many women see the same sexism that she does, but deliberately choose a different reading. Whatever a film’s “official” message, and however sexist its characters and reductive its plot, most women are more than capable of skimming the details and enjoying a chick-flick just for fun, or even reshaping a character’s qualities into an acceptable role model. Such alternative readings are especially easy in an age where we dissect shows and films on Twitter as we watch.

Chocano’s blindness about this is particularly frustrating when she comes to Frozen, a film that her daughter loves. Chocano asks Kira what she thinks of the song Let It Go, which is sung by the main character Princess Elsa. Kira replies enthusiastically that it’s all about Elsa’s “powers”.

Needless to say, Chocano disagrees. To her, Elsa is “neurotic”, possibly “psychotic”, overemotional, over-sexualised and overinvested in her looks. If Elsa has powers, Chocano suggests, she is not in control of them. However, she doesn’t explore why her daughter feels empowered by Frozen. Instead she rejects the feminism that some girls read into the film, and in doing so erases it.

Part of the story of women’s empowerment over the past 50 years has been our ability to carve out role models (despite pop culture’s often insidious offerings), to ignore, resist, reshape, negotiate and challenge traditional narratives. Chocano, of all people, should know this. How else, after all, would Chocano — a teenager once obsessed with Flashdance — have grown up to become such a forthright feminist?

Virago £14.99 pp273

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Read an extract on The Sunday Times website