What Louis Theroux misses about the Manosphere
Louis Theroux, the Lib Dem Alan Whicker, has now had his turn at the manosphere. His new Netflix film Inside the Manosphere has gone down more or less as you would expect: clippable footage of insecure men, prompted along by Theroux’s trademark awkward questioning. But none of this is especially difficult. The men he films are not master manipulators or especially complex abusers. For the most part, they are self-evidently ludicrous. Their appeal lies less in intellectual depth than in the escapism they offer: flash cars, rented glamour, semi-professional girlfriends, and the chance for losers to live vicariously through a fantasy of sexual and social dominance. It is a show-don’t-tell medium.