OAKVILLE — If the life of Isabelle Henley, local paralegal, wife, and mother, were made into a movie, critics agree it would fail the Bechdel test.
“Most days I wake up, ask my sons what they would like for breakfast, help my husband pick out a tie,then call my brother to see how he’s weathering his divorce,” explained Henley.
Ms. Henley considers herself a feminist, but now spends approximately 63% of her leisure time discussing her sons’ hockey schedules, or which foods she can make her husband without irritating his stomach ulcer.
Even at her workplace, where Ms. Henley is as a senior paralegal, the managing partners are all men who never ask about her day. For some reason, most of Ms. Henley’s co-workers believe her name is Cheryl.
According to leading film scholars, Ms. Henley’s life last passed the Bechdel test the morning before her wedding in July of 1997. Her hair dresser, Nicole, asked whether she wanted an up-do of a French braid. This is actually the last time anyone, man or woman, asked Isabelle a question about herself.
At press time, Ms. Henley was attempting to discuss Hillary Clinton’s platform with her friend Jane, when her husband interrupted because he couldn’t find clean socks.
