GaGa Sexuality: "I Told You She Didn't Have A Dick."

As her stagename suggests, everyone from the music, fashion, and tabloid industries are GaGa for…well, GaGa. In the recent videos for Lady GaGa’s “Telephone” and Beyonce Knowles’ “Video Phone,” the starlets of the music world have combined forces, forming two of the most trendsetting music videos today. Paying homage to Quentin Tarantino’s iconic films Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill, GaGa and Knowles epitomize Tarantino sexuality as characterized by their well-dressed, over-sexed and badass edge—lest we forget the giant yellow “Pussy Wagon.”


Transitioning from a literal women’s prison to the kitchen, the ultimate prison for women, Lady Gaga concocts poisonous dishes for diner patrons while singing, “I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.” While the music video proves to be visually stimulating and undoubtedly fun for any film buff, fans can’t help but notice the aching dissonance between the actual lyrics of the song and the theatrical visuals. GaGa dramatically answers the phone in prison, telling Beyonce, “I have no service in the club.” Is this dance floor disconnect forgivable? Are lyrics in pop songs just white noise? Is the song just an excuse to create a crazy visual narrative?

This is not your MTV music video, this is a YouTube music film. The introductory credits and impressive graphics trump the old school white arial text in the bottom right corner of the screen. This characteristic cinematographic style of GaGa’s videos puts her at center of yet another artistic venture. She has redefined fashion, music and now she’s infiltrating film. Tarantino himself welcomed her allusions to his work with an approving nod. He has even gone public with his GaGa fame, announcing that he would like to cast Lady GaGa as his next female assassin. Receiving critical acclaim, GaGa’s transition to the big screen will be an obvious box office hit. The public should be conscientious, however, and ask themselves: Can GaGa play a role other than GaGa? How much of her persona can be attributed to true acting and how much of this is a larger than life stage presence? Are we all being taken for a ride? Tarantino and Beyonce are hopping on the proverbial (Pussy) Wagon, but how much of this is a nuance look at art and how much is ridiculous for ridiculousness’ sake? Are we moving from GaGa to Dada?

In her recent video, “Rude Boy” Rihanna takes on a similar message of female empowerment by questioning her prospective rude boys, “can you get it up?/is you big enough?” In a GaGa-esque fashion with an Afro-Caribbean twist, Rihanna’s video employs a similar highly visual structure and highlights plenty of consciously ironic 80/90’s throwback graphics and fashions. Rather than strapping herself in for a ride on a giant yellow truck, Rihanna rides a motorcycle similar to Beyonce in “video phone,” as well as opting to grind on—opps, I meant, ride on—African animals. Rihanna asserts her own level of feminine agency amidst over-stated sexuality by judging the boys in her video, but one line just…just should have been omitted, “I like the way you pull my hair.” I really don’t have anything to say about this, but if I was Chris Brown’s attorney…you get my gist.

Are “music films” out to replace the video? Is GaGa redefining sexuality by Tarantino’s standards? Does Rihanna really like her hair to be pulled? Just less than 10 years ago, Beyonce found herself rolling around in the sand in a tattered Maxim styled bikini singing, “I’m a survivor” while making herself an obvious sex toy down there in the sand with Kelly and Michelle. Today, the sexuality has changed as it appears that GaGa, Beyonce and Rihanna are taking their sexuality by the reins, or wheel.

Scattered with ironic awareness in the "Pussy Wagon", GaGa directs Beyonce to drive, “far, far away from here,” promising they’ll never come back at the end of their music film. Really, Honey Bee? I’m pretty sure you two aren’t fading into the sunset that easily.