You could make a powerful argument that this film belongs on the reading lists of most abnormal psychology classes. The life of the poor, disturbed, and massively depressed Annabel Chong is displayed and its sight is repulsive. Her misery is so profound that it created feelings of deep empathy within me; which I never believed would be possible based on the fact that she is a radical feminist icon.
Speaking of radical feminism, here we have irrefutable proof that the ideas spat about in the universities have major repercussions in the outside world. Chong has been educated, or indoctrinated as it were, in the art of womyn’s studies while at USC, and we hear her rail–between the tears, self-mutilation, and exploitation–that she is “constructing a new sexuality” by having sex with all comers. Chong’s anxiety and depression are impossible not to notice. She speaks occasionally with bravado of how she is no different than men, but it is the porn star we see cutting herself with a knife begging to actually feel something in this life. Her promiscuity even leads to her being raped in London, and, in true masochistic fashion, she goes back to survey the scene with a camera. It is a miserable sight to behold. She is universally reviled as, somewhat astonishingly, even porn stars look down upon her and express views that she is a disgrace. With having to deal with such hostility from society, only the coldest of hearts can resist pitying her.
This documentary should be re-titled “Sucker” because it is the most descriptive term with which to describe the beaten down Annabel Chong. She has bought into the feminist dream and the result is anxiety over AIDS transmission and a body drenched in seminal fluid. Who was liberated through her permissiveness? For one, the producers of her films. They took her for $10,000 via her participation in the biggest gangbang ever. She did all the work (251 guys!) and received nothing more than endless worries about disease.
Annabel’s real name is Grace and she expresses the opinion that the United States is a repressive society, yet it is in her native Singapore where she is truly not accepted. Her vocation shames her mother, and yet another scene is shot in which Chong is crying. She promises her mother to make her proud one day, but the audience knows that day will never come. Like a mentally retarded child she has practically no understanding of the workings of the world around her.
Thirty minutes in, I craved for this one to end as I could bare no more of Chong’s suffering. As always, there is a law of unintended consequences, and the beneficiaries of the 40 year feminist crusade against human nature are the Ron Jeremy types who profit off her denigration as if she were 1990 options of Microsoft.
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