Due for release in 2004: a remake
of the 1975 movie The Stepford Wives. This cult
classic, based on a novel by Ira Levin, concerns a group of
men who murder their wives
and replace them with robots that fulfill stereotypical notions
of women-beautiful, empty-headed, servile, interested in nothing
but husband and home.
Happy Woman thought it would
be a good time to revisit Stepford and see what life is like
for these men and their droid spouses 28 years later.
Walter: To tell you the
truth, it's kind of like having a Chatty Cathy. You know,
one of those dolls with the pull string? I get tired of hearing
the same remarks all the
time about my handsome appearance
and virility. Especially now that I'm two days older than
dirt.
Dale:
I wish we'd programmed them to work outside the home, but
that wasn't big back in '75. I could really have used the
extra money for my retirement. But I suppose
I shouldn't complain. She can repair anything. She reshingled
the house last fall. All the guys in the neighborhood would
gather on the sidewalk and stare as
she scampered about the roof in her hot pants. Why, just the
other day she replaced the oxygen temperature sensor chip
in my car.
And think of how much I'd have to
pay to get a beautiful young woman like that to fawn all over
me at my age.
Frank: I've packed mine
away in the closet now that I need long-term care. She was
never programmed for that. I mean, she's like one of those
robot vacuums that go around
the house bumping into things. She kept knocking me over when
I was using my walker.
We met with the Stepford
wives at Carol's immaculate home.
Carol:
Let me get you some nice, fresh coffee. And I've made some
pound cake that you're going to love.
You know, we're not at all the
way the media have portrayed us-thinking about nothing but
housework all the time. As a matter of fact, we still get
together in that consciousness-raising
group that Joanna and Bobbie started. Charmaine, would you
like to begin today?
Charmaine: I read a lovely
article recently at the Procter and Gamble Web site called
"The Challenge of Socks."
Marge: That sounds so interesting,
Charmaine!
Jill:
I just want to say that I simply love the Swiffer WetJet.
I don't know what I'd do without it!
Kit:
You know, when guests show up unexpectedly and I need to dust,
I just carry them out to the toolshed, lock them in, and do
a quick sweep with my Pledge Lemon
Wipes.
Jill: Me, too! I also use
Pledge Lemon Wipes when I want to "touch up a cherished
piece of furniture .each pre-moistened wipe helps you
clean wood to a beautiful
shine, without any waxy residue."
Mary Ann:
Have you tried Cascade Plastic Booster? It "removes stains
and odors from all your dishes, and works extra hard on reusable
plastics!"
Donna:
And Fit Fruit and Vegetable Wash. Do you know, it's better
than water?
Charmaine: Ed's been complaining
about my tuna casserole. It's the same tuna casserole I've
been making once a week for the past 28 years. He wants me
to make something different.
Can you imagine?
Mary Ann: Well, what about
my Easy Salmon Loaf or Beef Stuffed Onions? Or something in
the crockpot?
We left the group debating what
Charmaine should serve Ed to continue interviewing the men
in their homes.
Dale: Of course, people
do look at you oddly, because of the Dorian Gray thing. I
mean, we're old men, but the women are still young and beautiful.
But the robots we created don't
seem that different anymore, since so many women these days
have the personalities of Stepford wives. Obsessed with the
house, the kids, cooking, their
appearance ... And with Botox and plastic surgery, they stay
young-looking so much longer. Sometimes I wonder why we bothered.
Dave: I really don't like
her anymore. I've been visiting chat rooms, and going to grocery
stores and senior centers, finding some nice women my age
and having intellectual
conversations. When they talk back to me or put me down, I
get totally excited. That sort of thing is real.
Walter: I think she misses
her own kind. She spends a lot of time out in the garage,
locking and unlocking my car with the keyless remote. And
the other day I found her
in the basement, hugging the washing machine.
Herb:
We've been getting interference from the new cell-phone tower
in back of the police station. She starts repeating the same
phrase over and over, pouring cups
of sugar on the floor, or slashing the ottoman with a kitchen
knife. I tell the kids it's one of those female things.
Mike:
I got one of the last wives, and she has a lot of features
that the others don't. Vacuum and mop attachments, for example,
and extendable arms for pruning trees
and cleaning gutters. I can program her for all sorts of different
roles-Stewardess, or Nurse, or Playboy Bunny. It's kind of
like playing with my sister's Barbies,
which I still like to do.
Dale: We've been working
on a robo dog that could be its own electric fence. We're
programming it to be nice to us and kill all others. And we'll
teach it to fetch the paper.
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