Rob Schneider's new film American Virgin was released Oct. 5th and it initally looked like another lame teen sex comedy to forget as quickly as possible. But, watching the trailer, you can see he's perfectly captured the current zeitgeist of female sexuality. Here's their blurb:
A Freshman College Girl on a scholarship from an abstinence group that advocates saving sex until marriage discovers that her antics on a night of debauchery, when she reluctantly got drunk for the first time in her life, were captured on camera by a sleazy video producer. Now she and her friends must travel across country to recover the incriminating footage.
Virginity Pledger gets really drunk and is caught on tape doing something nasty for a Girls-Gone-Wild-type show. Covering both ends of the female sexuality spectrum in one go, totally opposite worlds colliding, ergo hilarity and sexiness ensue. Or not.
As I've written before, this is the classic virgin/whore thing all over again. It's not opposites, but rather two sides of the same coin: a narrow definition of female sexuality as conceived by the male viewer. Listen girls – whether they're pressed together or spread apart, your value lies between those legs.
Let me quote from my own film proposal: Why does America have this obsession with both a narrowly-defined sexualization of young women – and with imposing a cult of virginity on them? Does America have a problem with sexually-liberated women?
You know what would really be two worlds colliding? Our heroine realizes she's the agent of her own sexuality and walks happily off-camera to do with her body as she pleases. That might mean having sex or not, but sorry Rob Schneider, you don't get to watch or judge – and neither does anyone else.
I actually want to see this film. Maybe amid all its grossness and its celebration of coercion and voyeurism, there's a fantastic message buried within. I know, highly unlikely, but I'll save you the price of a ticket and let you know.