And while it does star two adorable and, yes, sometimes chubby cartoon princesses and does feature buckets of cartoon blood, I can’t say that it seems particularly hurtful or harmful to anyone. It’s done in a playful style and has a wicked sense of humor about almost everything. (Does this mean my membership application is going to be rejected?)Īs video games go, “Fat Princess” is fun, funny and well-crafted. I’m a pro-woman kinda woman (Go women!) who would happily pay the dues to join Club Feminist (we do pay dues, right?) And yet, there’s not a single pro-woman bone in my body that is offended by this game. All of this, I believe, qualifies me to say: I don’t know what the big fat deal is. Here we are one year later and “Fat Princess” has finally arrived on the PlayStation Network and I have finally played it and I am, as it turns out, a woman.
Some other people read these blogs, and - many of them being mean-spirited menfolk and the sorts of hairy trolls usually found living under bridges - started using their own blogs and e-mail accounts to call these women not-so-nice names (you know, to prove that video games and the people who play them really aren’t hostile to women).Īnd just like that, discourse on the topic of women, weight and video games had hopped aboard the express train to Flame War Town with some people accusing the pitchfork-wielding feminists of being a bunch of humorless video-game-hating killjoys and others accusing gamers of being a bunch of misogynistic mouth-breathing fanboys of the most Neanderthal kind.ĭid I mention that no one had actually played “Fat Princess” yet? And so they did what offended people do in these modern times - they blogged about how offended they were.
These people - women who consider themselves feminists - declared the game hostile to ladykind, offensive to overweight people and, apparently, unsympathetic to the plight of royalty everywhere.
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