I’ve never seen an episode of the TV series Entourage, and if this new movie adaption is anything to go by I don’t believe I ever will. I don’t think I have one positive thing to say about the representation of women in the film Entourage – a highly disappointing and depressing fact. So lets just get straight into it, shall we?
Entourage (2015), written, directed and co-produced by Doug Ellin, follows the story of Vince (Adrian Grenier), his buddies commonly known as Turtle (Jerry Ferrara) and E (Kevin Connolly), and his brother Johnny (Kevin Dillon), as Vince takes on a new venture to star in, and direct his first feature film – with the help of his friends of course. However, part way through the film’s production they run out of money, so the boys must tell their former agent and now studio head, Ari Gold (Jeremy Piven), and help him convince the film financer, and most importantly, his son Travis, to allow them some extra money. Overall, the film is about these five guys and the relationships they have, both with each other, and with the number of women who grace the film, however fleetingly.
The opening sequence of the film sees the guys travelling to a boat party to celebrate Vince’s would-be-honeymoon after he separated from his wife after only nine days of marriage. Upon approaching the enormous boat and seeing that it is overflowing with gorgeous women, dressed only in bikinis, Johnny states, “I may have to jerk it before we even get there”. Crude sentiments and attitudes such as this continue throughout the film, and reflect the gross, dehumanising way women are both viewed within the context of the film, and represented in contemporary society.
The film is filled with nameless girls either in skimpy clothes, bikinis, or nothing at all. Close-ups and lingering shots make the objectification of these women’s bodies so blatant and obvious I’m left wondering how they got away with it. The male gaze is in full force, reducing these women to their physical body parts, and rendering them objects, namely sex objects. As Johnny says, “Fun is when you forget a girl’s name while your fucking her”. Har Har Har. In case you can’t tell, that’s a sarcastic laugh – the laugh of someone whose dying inside at the thought that people could actually find that funny in today’s day and age. I find it equally saddening, worrying and disgusting that the men in this film only seem to be able to relate to each other through discussions of female conquest, and in my opinion the attitudes expressed towards women in this film are revolting and reflect nothing more than diluted, casual misogyny.
There are a few female characters that actually get speaking lines though! Hurray! One of these characters is Sloan (Emmanuelle Chriqui), who was once engaged to E and is now pregnant with his child. However, she is effectively just a baby-maker, and in the end randomly gets over her issues with E and decides to recommit to their relationship. We never get to hear her explain her reasoning though – we only hear that the to are getting back together through E. The other female we hear a bit from is Emily Ratajkowski, playing herself, but she only talks about herself and her job, has no actual character arc, and is only really in the film as a cameo appearance to look good, draw in viewers and boost ratings.
Overall, Entourage is a disappointing watch that does nothing but objectify and dehumanise women into sex objects, through a film that showcases male privilege, and at the same time reduces men to shallow, materialistic, sexist characters.