Photo courtesy of PolyvoreI just came back from watching Confessions of a Shopaholic. I want those 2 hours of my life back. Ladies, this may seem like a cute, romantic chick flick. But it's actually quite infuriating. If you still plan on watching this movie, then stop reading. But I strongly suggest you do.
This movie is about a dumb, young New York girl named Rebecca who is trying to be a journalist. Her ultimate goal is to work at this chic Fashion Magazine, so she applies to work at a finance magazine and work her way up. But she knows nothing about finances since she is in massive debt. She gets the job because she writes an article about how shopping for shoes is related to finance when she was drunk. What is this telling young girls? Don't worry about working hard to reach your goal. Just get drunk and the solution will come. Oh, and magazines will hire you even if you've ever only written one decent article.
So she gets the job at the finance magazine. But there are very few women who work there. And those who do are mostly receptionists and assistants. The women are also very boring looking compared to the main character. What's this telling the audience? If you don't dress nicely, no one will notice you and you'll only be an assistant to the successful.
But Rebecca soon becomes very successful at this magazine because she writes articles that are "more accessible" to the people. In other words, she dumbs down finance. And, not surprisingly, she starts to fall in love with her boss. This was the only good part of the movie- the guy who plays her boss is Hugh Dancy who is really hot. But he also symbolizes the ideal journalist. He encourages Rebecca to ask hard-hitting questions and investigate the corruption in American businesses. Which she never really does. The only time she used any kind of critical thinking was when she told a bank owner that his window displays were boring, and could jazz it up with free donuts and colorful signs.
The ending was the worst. Her boss decides to start his own magazine and he hires Rebecca as the lead reporter. What's the moral of this story? Flirt with your boss and you can achieve anything!
This movie is reinforcing the stereotype that women who are beautiful and glamorous achieve success. Intelligence and talent are not important. But the power of the mind is far greater than the power of your clothes. I can only hope young girls are smart enough to see that.

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