The unfortunate thing is that there have been premises like you mention, but they are generally catered to male fantasies about getting laid easily. For some reason I keep thinking back to the Sliders episode "Love Gods."
Or any of the other schlock versions of that film…
Including one with Zsa Zsa Gabor
But in all of these movies (and a darn near all of the 50’s and 60’s schlock sci fi) at least looking at them with a modern eye is some really cringeworthy sexism. Sometimes it simply just laughable exaggeration from a different time and other times you just wanna shout PIG! at the men.
I have never read Atwood and enjoyed American Gods. That as a frame to say people have different tastes, ain’t that great?
I really don’t get the tendency of people who insist that there is something wrong if you don’t like a thing (unless the thing is heinous, at which point it is generally agreed there is something wrong if you do like it) or use enjoyment + detailed knowledge of a single piece of a genre (or media) to gatekeep.
At the same end, I don’t get it when liking something is wrong, either. I have been told that I am a horrible person because I own more than one game device and use said devices to (gasp!) play video games. That I am (somehow) letting down all womankind by enjoying something that has the potential to enable horrible choices and behaviour. Or that because something I enjoy has problematic aspects, that it’s not good enough to recognise those aspects as problematic (and why they are problematic and not buy into those pieces) without discarding the whole. This includes works where the problematic issue is part of a historical context.
In short (too late!) tastes are tastes and everybody has different ones. You are not wrong for liking or not liking something. I just wish people on more sides of the “debates” could just accept that.
Funny, I myself was thinking of a revisionist Medusa and the Gorgons, where the neighborhood thug harasses three retirees by taking away their only monacle they own, before seeking out their sister and murdering her. Something about this really scared the crap out of a lot of his friends, especially the fact that he showed her severed head to many of them.
Haven’t seen the show, or read the book, but this article seems relevant, somehow.
I Love Dick, based on Chris Kraus’s semiautobiographical ’90s cult classic, is in-your-face female. It is the story of indie filmmaker Chris, who finds her voice through a relentless sexual obsession with a professor and artist named Dick. To adapt the book for TV, co-creators Jill Soloway and Sarah Gubbins assembled an entirely female and gender-nonconforming writers room, which inspired the production’s department heads to do the same. All of the camera operators and focus pullers were women, except for director of photography Jim Frohna, who hired them.
The result, according to the writers, actors, and directors involved, was a nurturing, patient, and nonexploitative environment that sparked a spirit of collaboration similar to what Soloway has created on her other show, Transparent.