Chick Flicks: Emotional Porn for Women

So I am making an open clarification about a statement I made this week. As I should have explained to some friends of mine, my argument I made was rather brash and I need to preface it a bit.

I hold true to the conviction that chick flicks are like porn for women. Now if you are taking what I say on a literal sense, no it is not the exact same thing. However, on a figurative level there are some severe similarities.

For women, we aren’t as visually inclined creatures as men. (I say this as a rule. There is an exception to every rule.) What are we more inclined towards? Emotional connections.

Porn creates a sort of escapism; it creates a false sense of reality. As visual creatures, men will gravitate towards this.

Chick Flicks offer a similar sense of escapism in that there is another false sense of reality in make believe.

Now, I am not against movies that promote love stories. This is where I apologize to the friends that I didn’t explain myself to. Here is where my blanket statement got me into trouble. Insert-foot-in-mouth here.

To extract the appendage from my sore jaw, I must then say well what is defined as a chick flick and the intentions of the viewer in watching the show.

I am all for love stories. In fact the greatest love stories of all times don’t necessarily fall under the chick flick genre in my opinion. True love stories come with heart ache, pain, growth in character, change in dynamic situations, lasting loyalties, and an overall heartiness to both personalities portrayed. A chick flick is something that has very little depth, is only about the surface, superficial side of life. This is where there is a danger for any fan of these movies.

If you watch these types of films in abundance, I have a strong conviction that it will be hard for any real man to ever measure up. This may sound harsh to many of a female friend who may now be foe, but it’s true.

I used to be someone that loved to turn a chick flick on to pass the time. Why did I watch them? Because I was dissatisfied with the fact that I didn’t have any boy drama in my life. Then one day when I was dating my last boyfriend it hit me – that the so called love that was being portrayed on the screen in front of me resembled very little of what I had experienced in real life. In fact – if you find out what love is really all about, what is portrayed in a chick flick pales in comparison. Granted, the 2 hour short fix comes with the added perk of being able to turn it off whenever you want to and with 100% less heart ache because there is no “real” attachment.

All in all, my argument of escapism and conclusion can be measured up to many a piece of crap made within the entertainment industry.

So the next time you turn on any movie just evaluate what you may take from the movie. Buyer beware of the female's emotional hole in a chick flick.