The other day I covered the stupidity that is Transformers: Age of Extinction. Today I want to touch on the misogyny found in the film. In the first two films, Michael Bay made Megan Fox as much of an object as the Transformers themselves. After a famous public argument, Fox was replaced by model Rosie Huntington-Whiteley for the third installment.
In Age of Extinction, our Fox-like replacement is Nicola Peltz who plays Cade’s daughter Tessa. In spite of Cade constantly watching her, she not only has a secret boyfriend but has also become a rally racer/navigator. She is constantly in high heels and wedges even though it is evident watching her that she doesn’t know how to walk in them. Her characters is treated like an old-fashioned damsel in distress. She screams, cries, falls, repeat ad nauseum and oh how the nauseum is added.
While my main complaint about Age of Extinction is the aggressive stupidity involved, the blatant misogyny runs a close second. Apparently what Bay learned from the first film was that the camera should linger on the female form. Normally I’m all in favor of this. I am a guy who loves the female form.
The problem here is that Mark Wahlberg is dressed oh let’s say ‘country normal’ while Nicola Peltz is dressed in skintight jeans. Stanley Tucci plays a tech billionaire, Joshua Joyce. He is dressed in a suit and is greeted at his car by three female assistants who are perhaps dressed more suitably for after hours nightclubbing. We encounter a high level Chinese executive, also obviously a ‘hottie’ and, naturally, trained in the martial arts.
We also have a hot blonde scientist played by Sophia Myles. Naturally she is tops in her field – geology? really? She visits a site in the arctic where you can guess what they have uncovered. It is clear that Bay must just have a checklist of ‘cool’ jobs that he works from. Her character is completely undeveloped even though she is present for many scenes. Her specialty seems to have quite a range. I can only guess that her character is planned for future installments.
I think every single woman in the movie is likely to evoke prurient interest and definitely not be taken seriously. It actually provoked some laughter from me when we were on the sixth or seventh woman to be treated this way. Of course none of the female characters talk to each other in the movie and all are subordinate to the male characters in position, speech, and character.
Oh well. I suppose this film was not aimed at women or people of discernment anyway.