Nothing illustrates women’s push to change men like Pretty Woman. This week in Chick Flicks Ruin the World we examine Pretty Woman. The background of the entire film revolves around a loaded guy, Richard Gere, whose job is to take over companies, and, in general, sell off chunks of them for profit. Totally legal and he’s done a hell of a job. Then he comes into town to try to purchase a shipping company. The first problem with this film starts when this BILLIONAIRE hires a hooker… Julia Roberts, as arm candy for some social events. Richard Gere is a BILLIONAIRE! I highly doubt there would be any problem for him to get any normal, non-hooker chic to go to some hoity-toity event. Think about it. How many hookers does Mark Cuban need to attend basketball games? None.
Trust me there are plenty of women looking to hang out with a loaded single guy, who are slightly more enterprising women, than having sex for money. Anyway, they fall in love with each other – yawn – and he sees the damage of his capitalist pig ways and no longer likes making money. The girl has the upward mobility of an Apollo Rocket and becomes the girlfriend of Richard Gere instead of continuing her illustrious career as a hooker. Come on. Literally, the entire movie is about a hooker shagging her way into prosperity. I hardly imagine that’s the kind of message that teenage girls should be looking for. Listen honey, if you have sex with the right man you can become rich. Where are the feminists? Why aren’t they protesting here? It is just absurd to think that a movie that personifies the sex for advancement can be considered, by any stretch, a “Love Story”.