In the patriarchal society we live in
today, the male gaze is a view point that is nearly inescapable in
the media we enjoy and take in from day in to day out. We see it in
magazines, billboards, films, television shows and advertisements;
the use of the female body as nothing more than an object for male
eyes to consume, to leer at and stroke the male libido to the point
that it is shocking the female population at large is not waving
their fists in disgust and outrage. On a daily basis, young women are
stripped away of their humanity and used as a selling force for Coors
brand beer or the new Honda Civic, parts of their nude bodies super
imposed into the product they're trying to promote as if they are
the products themselves.
How
are women or even growing girls meant to feel when they see members
of their own gender be used as nothing more than selling vehicles and
objects to the sexual satisfaction of men? Their bodies spliced and
transformed into a mishmash of lewd images and body parts to get the
boys' gears rolling? It's an insane concept that dehumanizes the
female sex in such a way that many young women grow to glorify this
hyper sexual imagery and internalize it themselves. They agree that
yes, they do desire to attract the attention of men by amplifying
their sexual allure and availability to them...even when they are
hardly the age for that to be even the slightest bit appropriate.
According
to John Berger, it has become that a woman must always be conscious
of themselves and how they are viewed externally by men. That they
must look from beyond themselves and act accordingly to make
themselves more desirable to the male gaze. “A woman must
continually watch herself. She is almost continually accompanied by
her own image of herself. Whilst she is walking across a room or
whilst she is weeping at the death of her father, she can scarcely
avoid envisaging herself walking or weeping. From earliest childhood,
she has been taught and persuaded to survey herself continually.” A
female must always, without a doubt be available to be an object of
desire for her male colleagues...and why wouldn't any woman doubt
that when we are given a slew of imagery in our every day lives that
confirm this ridiculous belief. A woman can't even go to the cinema
without being bombarded by imagery of buxom barely clad babes
gallivanting across the screen with their seductive eyes focused on
their boyfriends, fathers, husbands and sons. Their testosterone
pumping love interest playing as a simple tradeoff for what the
attractive beauty really wants.
Fast Times at Ridgemont High, 1982
Really
imagine how audiences would have reacted if the genders were swapped.
I mean, really...imagine it.
Now
the above clip was censored, but all you were really missing was a
young Phoebe Cates baring her breasts to the love sick (and
fully clothed) protagonist and capturing him in an erotic kiss before we are brought back to reality and the main guy's apparently intense masturbation session.
This
is a perfect example of what the media does to women every single day
with their raunchy advertising and hyper sexualizing of young bodies.
They've transformed women into walking self pleasure tools for the
male eye. Though, of course, it's natural for boys to have fantasies
such as the one depicted in this film as they go through their
teenage years, I'm not a complete tyrant...but how often do we have
quirky raunchy romantic comedies about young girls and their sexual
needs and frustrations growing up? Almost never and that's exactly
the problem. How is a young woman supposed to relate to media like
this that forces them to view themselves through lenses made for men
and by men? How can someone even comprehend creating an identity
beyond something that is so well accepted that it's become the
ultimate standard? It isn't an easy task and it's hard to blame girls
that go along with the grain instead of against it since doing the
latter tends to get them ostracized by their peers in the most
outrageous fashion.
Sources:
Text: Berger, John. “Ways of Seeing”, Penguin, 1972
Video Clip: Fast Times At Ridgemont High, 1982


















