I caught a few minutes of an oldish movie called Loser (Jason Biggs, Mena Suvari) over the weekend. It’s not really my kind of movie, but I remember renting it a few years ago because the director is one of the few reknowned female directors out there: Amy Heckerling. It’s mostly a feelgood movie about a boy and girl in college, each with financial problems, who come together gradually and fall in love. But at least it goes deep enough to show some of the real nastiness kids often have to cope with during those years.
Something jumped out at me with this viewing. While the boy on a scholarship struggles to find a cheap place to live, the girl (Dora) has lost her job as a cocktail waitress. She can’t get financial aid without an apartment, and she can’t get an apartment without substantial income, so she goes looking for other jobs that capitalize on her looks and sexuality, because those types of jobs pay better. She eventually plans to sell her eggs, but is rescued from this mildly dangerous procedure by the boy; and the epilog assures us the boy now enjoys “first dibs” on said eggs.
Do we really need more reinforcement of the idea that the only way a woman can earn a living on her own is by selling sex on some level?