Betsy Hart writes:
As a Christian mom to four school-age children, I find myself often challenging the culture. Many times this means helping my children learn to engage wisely with it. As a single mom, helping my kids to think rightly about the God-given, necessary, and wonderful differences between the genders is a subject matter I pay special attention to.
So maybe itâ€™s for my childrenâ€™s sake most of all I use the term â€œromantic pornographyâ€ to describe most romantic comedies.
For the record, I can enjoy a good chick flick as much as anyone.Â Sleepless
Â seems almost like a caricature. ButÂ Enchanted
, for instance, is hilarious. And at least itâ€™s obviously a fairy tale.
When youâ€™ve seen one romantic comedy youâ€™ve of course seen them all. There is some level of confusion involving a wonderful woman and an idiotic man. He doesnâ€™t know how romantic he really is until the wonderful woman shows him the way and reveals his fabulous, sensitive, romantic side that was aching to get out all along we find. He so wants to talk about his feelings, just like her best girlfriends! Who knew? Romantic man finally realizes he cannot live without said woman, and pursues her in an ever-so-sensitive if bumbling way. There seems to typically be a fountain involved at some point.
If itâ€™s all not quite â€œmagic,â€ it sure is fantasy.
Thatâ€™s where the pornography comes in. Just as sexual pornography twists an understanding for men about real womenâ€™s bodies and sexual appetites, so romantic pornography twists the perception for women about real men and how they â€œoughtâ€ to behave toward women, which tends to amount to, well, behaving like a woman. I have a dear friend who once didnâ€™t like a fellow I was dating. Among other shortcomings, he didnâ€™t arrange spa treatments for me, she explained. Seriously. No more chick flicks for that girl.