a) a fat girl singing about not wanting to get thin just to please men.
b) the first time for her and him.
c) at the fortune-teller.
A confrontation of horrible science and horrible superstition.
The song of the fat girl:
I like to eat, I like to drink,
so made me god, I will not shrink
I like the cakes, I like the pies
as long as you eat, you will not die, //
To starve to death, to please a man
is woman´s curse, it is a shame
because he leaves you anyway,
so why not eat, stay cheerfull and gay. //
There comes a little man along,
I blow him up, I make him strong,
he eats with me from my substance,
I feed him, rear him, give him a chance,
I do not flinch when he swells up,
In surface leaves and makes a swap:
He will not live long anyway,
from borrowed strength, I can so say, //
So I go back to eat and drink
This will not hurt me, make me shrink,
I like the cakes, I like the pies,
as long as you eat, you will not die.
Here Lassnig examines the gap between one’s sense of their own body and that of others: A fortuneteller typical of those populating entire streets in New York’s Little Italy is not far from the truth: ”You like good food!” Girl: ”I am only eating rice and noodles.” Fortune teller: ”Your lifeline is far apart from the headline, you are not dominated by the head.” Girl: ”I read Kant and Plato.”
(Tricky Women Animation Festival)