In his latest interview Dustin Hoffman recalls his discovery of sexual market value during the creation of what is now a 31 year old film in which he played the part of a animal female. Consequently he becomes sad about this ordeal. Read part of what he said for yourself:
Talking to my wife, I said I have to make this picture, and she said, “Why?” And I said, “Because I think I am an interesting woman when I look at myself on screen. And I know that if I met myself at a party, I would never talk to that character because she doesn’t fulfill physically the demands that we’re brought up to think women have to have in order to ask them out.” She says, “What are you saying?” And I said, “There’s too many interesting women I have… not had the experience to know in this life because I have been brainwashed.”
It sounds like Hoffman fit the role of a half-man and half-beast pretty well. He was vain and believed himself to be inherently interesting. He judged females based on their physical appearance and how their existence could benefit his own. Finally, he judged his “brainwashing” as being bad because it may have prevented him from having sex with the experience to know many females. Take a look at a short paragraph about the film:
Michael Dorsey is an unemployed actor with an impossible reputation. In order to find work and fund his friend’s play he dresses as a woman, Dorothy Michaels, and lands the part in a daytime drama. Dorsey loses himself in this woman role and essentially becomes Dorothy Michaels, captivating women all around the city and inspiring them to break free from the control of men and become more like Dorsey’s initial identity. This newfound role, however, lands Dorsey in a hot spot between a female friend/lover, a female co-star he falls in love with, that co-star’s father who falls in love with him, and a male co-star who yearns for his affection.
Despite promoting cross-dressing, depicting gender confusion and probably containing homosexual plot-lines this film doesn’t seem too bad. The film may show females breaking away from men, but it also shows how females are privileged and often get what they wouldn’t otherwise deserve if not for their looks and if not for men helping them. You see, in order to be the strapping ideology that we see today feminism needs men. Feminism needs men to be nasty and arrogant and feminism needs men to fight to protect it. What a double edged sword.
I venture to guess that in his soul Hoffman wants to say how terrible a society is if people in that society judge each other based on physical appearances. Or maybe he wants to say that it is poor females who have the burden of only being valuable if they are good looking. Is he truly empathetic? Does he pass the Voight-Kampff test? No, I again bring up his framing. “There’s too many interesting women I have… not had the experience to know in this life because I have been brainwashed.” Never mind the hilarity of Hoffman, the great glutton for punishment of The Graduate, growing up to be so pathetic as to cry at the memory of not being attracted to the drag queen version of himself. His vapid contention that he was brainwashed and that everything is such a shame because he lost out on sex “experiences” leads me to believe that he is sad for himself and not for females or anything else. Of course we know this, we know that a man only seeks to provide for himself the best lot, and we can therefore understand that Hoffman cares about females as much as he can use females — as he has done by getting love for his sappy interview.
In his dreams, Hoffman believes that it would be a good thing for physical appearances to not matter. It would be good for his soul to not be hindered by such trivial and heartless matters. It looks like his dreams may be coming true. They have been incarnated in the form of a tennis player. Enter the avatar of that which is good and holy, enter Marion Bartoli.
Tennis is quite the sport. It is a thinking man’s game, but you know what they say about beauty and brains? Bartoli shows that both things are not one in the same — although one would think that Bartoli would have enough room in there for both things.
Let’s make things clear, Bartoli is not a looker by any means. I’m amazed that she won at getting out of bed against the force of gravity. Perhaps lifting spoons and pushing shopping carts full of groceries is the new form of Weight training. She certainly has had her practice beating eggs and now that someone on the internet has dared to critique a big public figure such as herself, Bartoli has has earned the defense of some big egg heads.
Hoffman, you are getting you’re way, you don’t have to cry anymore. It’s okay. Not only has an unattractive female done something successfully in life — though that doesn’t mean she has had a successful life — she is being defended. Plenty of comments sections are up in flabby arms about this shaming. Even among people that I thought would closely share my beliefs the first thing they did was give Bartoli credence. Their immediate reaction was to side with her, and for this I credit female privilege. It is her privilege to have drones rush to her aid when others, who just want to feel a little bit better about themselves and maybe make the world a better place, post scathing comments about her on the internet. Here is what Bartoli has to say about the rabble:
“It doesn’t matter, honestly. I am not blonde, yes. That is a fact. Have I dreamt about having a model contract? No. I’m sorry. But have I dreamed about winning Wimbledon? Absolutely, yes.”
Power high rationalizations have always been a female specialty. Yes, yes, you won a tennis tournament, congratulations. Understand though, the reason why peoples’ remarks about you do not matter is not because you aren’t a model and not because you won a tennis tournament. The reason why the remarks do not matter is because you are a female and can therefore get away with quite a lot. The reason why the remarks do not matter to you is because you are female and therefore hold yourself in high esteem, just like Hoffman did when he took on the female role.
Overall I have this single insight. Here we have a case of privileged people privileging other privileged peoples privileged ways. It’s okay Hoffman, everyone likes females. It’s okay Bartoli defenders, nobody is going to force her to begin dieting.