Chick Flicks vs. Macho Movies

Can you come up with anything to add to the list here?

These are pretty funny and true.

The Chick Flick is something my girlfriend forces me to go to, usually as repayment for a favor that she has done for me. As in one time in college, my girlfriend did my laundry for me while I was watching football with some friends (3 loads) and as she was folding she saw a commercial for some crappy movie and said, “Oh, why don’t we see that tonight?” Naturally, I had to see it.

The Guy Flick is something I force my girlfriend to go to by pestering her constantly.

The thread previously done on this topic might help.

In a chick flick, soupy cornball music will drown out the horrible dialogue. In a guy flick, bad military action music will drown out the horrible dilaogue.

In a chick flick, tense racial distrust between two leading women can be overcome by talking, bonding and sharing common experiences in the name of sisterhood.

In macho movies, tense racial distrust between two leading man can be overcome through snarling racial slurs, bonding through fistfights and sharing beers in the name of getting wasted.


In a chick flick, dancing is allowed to show enjoyment of the music and the freedom expressed in a woman’s joyous femininity.

In a macho movie, dancing is ONLY allowed under the following three conditions 1) after scoring the winning touchtown 2) to pimp-mack that fly-ass girl in a hip-hop nightclub (but only before a gunfight starts) or 3) to suavely divert the attention of the guests by preforming a sizzling tango with the maharajah’s wife after breaking into the safe upstairs and killing the first eight of sixty-one guards.