Why I Won’t Take My 12-Year-Old Daughter to See Barbie
The truth is, I’d be lying if I told you part of me didn’t want to watch Barbie. But...
My 12-year-old daughter asked me last weekend to take her to Barbie. I couldn’t do it — even though taking my children to movies and devouring buckets of buttered popcorn is one of my favorite things in life.
The movie was being cheered by all the wrong people.
“Barbie slips in heady notions about sexualization, capitalism, social devolution, human rights and self-empowerment, under the guise of a lucrative, brand-extending trip down memory lane,” gushed Rolling Stone.
Uh, no thank you, I thought. Call me old-fashioned, but I’m not a fan of featuring “heady notions” on sexualization in children’s movies.
Since then, my feelings have changed a little. The truth is, I’d be lying if I told you part of me didn’t want to watch Barbie.
Barbie is, without doubt, the worst sort of Woke pablum, but “come on, man” Margot Robbie is delicious eye candy! Who cares what she does or says (with her lovely accent)?