“Knocked Up?” No Thanks

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So this fabulous woman—gorgeous, intelligent, great job, great future—gets drunk, sleeps with this loser without contraception, gets pregnant, drags the no-job, no-future stranger into a relationship, and has the baby.

Everyone says the movie is funny. ‘Scuse me, I don’t care.

I know that comedies are by nature ridiculous—think Duck Soup, Airplane, and anything Adam Sandler touches. But Knocked Up validates the dangerous idea that unintended pregnancy is a matter of bad luck. Worse, it describes a world in which abortion literally does not exist—it’s called “the A word,” which “rhymes with smashmortion.” You’d never know that 1.3 million Americans get abortions every year, that most are glad that they do, and that complications are rare.

And of course it has the requisite absurd happy ending—he magically gets a job, she magically desires a guy who can barely tie his shoes, and they’re magically glad they had this baby.

In real life this is almost always a disaster.

And in a country that’s trying to discourage teens from using condoms, promoting the illusion that love and faith are more important than knowledge, and suffering with the worst sexual health and unwanted pregnancy rate in the industrial world, we really don’t need Knocked Up.

Predictably, the Religious Right loves the movie. Columnist and radio host Michael Medved, for example, praises the movie as containing an “unexpectedly potent pro-life and pro-family message.” What is pro-life about compounding a mistake? Or pro-family about forcing people together who will almost certainly hate each other?

Of course, anti-choice critics are complaining about the film’s “coarse language.” Ooh, now there’s something to get upset about. Sexual reality—seems like any amount is too much for many Americans.

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