You know, it’s no wonder girls grow up to feel depression when they look in the mirror, depression when broken up with, presssure to have the big white wedding and pressure to stay under a certain weight and have a certain look we define as ‘beautiful’.Even a seemingly innocent film like Kangaroo Jack isn’t free from the inference of such pressures.
Recently while babysitting two angelic little kids, I happened to catch the last twenty minutes of Kangaroo Jack, as they watched it attentively before bed. In the time I watched it, a white attractive american man kissed a white blonde haired, blue eyed girl. Of course at the end of the film they were married and the man described his happiness at having a “beautiful” wife. The woman’s value lay in the fact that she was beautiful, not anything else. Continue reading