(Especially if those pals don't just want to shop for extremity-deforming footwear that costs as much as the annual income of a small Guatemalan village. You heard it here first. I hate on that show. Just because women f**k whomever they like and have vague, oddly well-paid jobs does not make it feminist.)
Even when movies in the afore-mentioned categories get made, their distributors often shift them straigth-to-DVD, for the fear of losing money in the theaters, when those goddamn intellectual womens would rather curl up with a good book and a box of chocolates, or whatever the heck they do when we menfolk flock to watch the latest blockbuster. Think I'm exaggerating? Read a couple of books on Hollywood genres and marketing.
I certainly am always delighted when good movies by women, about women are recommended to me, and love to spread my love of awesome chick flicks. That's right. I said chick flicks. I don't mean the formulaic fair of girls feuding over men they'd love to please, while wearing improbable amounts of make-up and designer clothing, and acting out predictable plot-lines. I mean wicked awesome movies by women, for women, about stuff that's funny and touching, and even pertinent to our own lives. Chick flick don't have to be a derogatory term if you own it. Virgin Suicides, for instance, is total chick flick. Piano, chick flick. I could go on.
So if your netflix-que is lacking in lustre this season consider Strike! (alternative titles include; All I wanna Do and my (and the director's favorite) The Hairy Bird). Long before the male- directed, watered down, star-studded (though Kirsten Dunst stars in both) Hollywood version of female camaraderie in the halls of learning, this little movie showed just what the fairer sex is capable of.
As for full-blown female-driven comedy (though directed by a gent) comes this much over-looked mockumentary, penned by Lona Williams to dead-pan-perfection.
Drop Dead Gorgeous has it all: physical fitness numbers, exploding pageant contestants, practising your lip-synching routine, mall-gowns, and most importantly, "F***ing beauty queens blowing chunks everywhere."
Now it's your turn. Recommend.