So there’s this performance artist with more money than sense and she buys herself a lookalike realdoll, then makes movies with it. She argues that this is all done in the name of feminism. Some feminists buy this, others don’t.
As for myself, this seems to sum up everything that’s wrong with modern (American) feminism: a tendency that everything a feminist does can be labelled feminisim, a preference for flash over substance, “art” over activism and a fascination with one own’s navel rather than the problems of others.
All this project, and others like it, does is to give the impression that feminism is something for rich, priviledged, twentysomething white women to enjoy as a hobby or an artistic outlet, that feminism has nothing to offer women who do not have the luxury of being able to buy a realdoll version of themselves.