Boys To Men

| 11 Nov 2014 | 01:10

     If you learn anything from 20th Century Fox’s latest DVD box set, The Frat Boy Collection, it’s that the ’80s were a good time for young men. It was all about getting laid, getting drunk and hanging out with your buddies; think of it as the “horny trinity.” In the land of easy women and perpetual immaturity, juvenile behavior and hijinks were met with a “boys will be boys” attitude, instead of sexual harassment lawsuits or sensitivity seminars.

    In Porky’s (1982), high school yearning leads boys to measure their erections and stakeout girls’ shower stalls. It’s not really much different from the teen sex comedies of today, except back then the focus was more on the adolescents’ longings instead of their conquests. Next up, is the end of the road for man’s sexual adventures, Bachelor Party (1984), where Tom Hanks (goofy, post-“Bosom Buddies” Hanks, not serious, post-Big Hanks) is given a farewell bash by his group of sexually charged archetypal pals. The women are still objectified, but they are now in on the act.

    And, in search of a college movie to round out their heterotic trilogy, they unearth…PCU (1994). Really? PCU? While I guess it’s a good attempt at representing the in-his-sexual-prime college years, PCU brings the bawdy sex romp that its movie co-horts so easily establish to a slow crawl. Who wants protest rallies and feminist gender challenges when you’re expecting co-ed keggers and panty raids? And in all their crudeness and lewdness, at least Porky’s and Bachelor Party were actually dealing with sexuality, gender and race relations in a more frank and open manner—even if it could be offensive to some. And while PCU is actually poking fun at our current “sweep everything under the rug” culture, it actually makes us stop and wonder where it all went wrong, rather than just sit back and enjoy the gratuitous content that we all really want to see.

    The one thing that is consistent through all three movies is retaliation, which apparently, is the one other thing that men like to fantasize about. It doesn’t matter if it’s black hearted adults, scorned women or mindless bureaucracies, it seems that, men—from their first time, to their last debaucherous soiree—like to stick it to the man, just as much as they like to stick it to women.