April 7, 2006, - 2:00 pm
By Debbie Schlussel
It doesn’t matter how much society tries to push fat chicks on us, we’ll–thankfully–never accept the morbidly obese as sexy or even attractive. They’re not.
The latest attempt is perhaps the most disgusting. It’s this weekend’s box office release, “Phat Girlz,” starring fat activist Mo’Nique. We’ve written about Mo’Nique’s absurd fat chick “beauty” pageants. And this movie is yet more proof that our world needs a whole lot Less’Nique, not Mo’. It was screened for critics last night, to avoid the zero (or minus a gazillion) star reviews it surely deserves. So far, this is the worst movie of the year (perhaps the decade or century, too).
The most disgusting part is perhaps the beginning, which is just grotesque. Do you want to see the wet dream, sexual fantasy of the morbidly obese Mo’Nique getting oral sex from a group of men on their knees? I didn’t either. But that’s part of the two-hour long punishment I got for agreeing to screen this movie. Blechhh!
Chubby chasers, this is the movie for you. For everyone else, the movie is painful and properly categorized as an ordeal. Fat people having sex in a bathtub; Fat people pigging out with food all over their faces; Fat people trying to fit into clothes. Three giant things we didn’t need to see in even more giant detail on a giant movie screen. It gave new meaning to the words, “The Big Screen.”
Hard to believe someone mortgaged his house to pay for this disaster. But someone did. It’s produced by Mo’Nique’s 10 Times Greater Productions. “Greater” was not the word I was thinking of when viewing this film.
That’s not to mention the racial stereotypes–Black and White–in this celluloid stupidity. If I were Black, I’d hate this movie, too. It’s a contemporary minstrel show. It makes Black women out to be fat, sex-crazed predators and other not-so-appealing characterizations. Yet, the largely Black audience with whom I saw it, just seemed to eat it up. Just watch–this painful viewing experience may be #1 at the movies, this weekend.
Then, there’s the Whites. All White women in the movie were “skinny bitches,” and referred to thusly. The White men were racist and mean jerks. One of them was a loan officer who rejected a loan for the Black Mo’Nique because she lives in an “undesirable neighborhood.” Read “Black.” As if a real bank employee would actually say that. Oh, and did I mention he works for “PLANTATION State Bank”? Subtle.
Even though we’ve, unfortunately, made it easier and more acceptable to be at an unhealthy weight in our society, the fact is America won’t accept the morbidly obese as “hot,” because they just aren’t. That’s why, even though she was probably one of the best singers among finalists on “American Idol,” morbidly obese Mandisa was voted off this week. Her patterned halter top made her large, waddling figure look larger. Fat is just not cool. Or, more important, healthy.
No matter how many stores like “Torrid” selling cross-your-heart hammock bras or Brooklyn Bridge-length thongs for fat chicks, it will never be cool, or physically safe, to be so overweight.
And disgusting, bigoted movies like “Phat Girlz” won’t change that one bit.
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