Sandy Widyanata’s Plastic, at first, typifies what women go through when they want to look nice on a night out. It’s whimsical and complete body fantasy for anyone that’s ever had something about themselves they’d like to change. Watch it for yourself and see:

This one has a nice message about self-acceptance that’s always been relevant. In cinema, it’s normally the thin, beautiful types that get rewarded with the dates, while everyone else is relegated to the role of sassy confidant. If Hollywood is feeling bold, they’ll hire a size 6 for the curvy siren. It’s worth noting that not only does Anna manage to get a date in her natural state (shocking, I know), but that he looks genuinely thrilled to see her; let’s face it, there’s nothing better than someone looking at you like you’re the most gorgeous thing in the world.

In terms of the plot, it’s nice to see that while Anna changes, she also changes back. She has the ability to see what she would look like if she could just nip and tuck a few things, which then spirals out of control (no, there’s no commentary there at all about society’s obsession with perfection and its addiction to surgery to achieve it). However, she recognizes that she looks like an alien and reverts back, which turns out to be the asthetically pleasing form. There are probably some folks out there that would love the change for a few minutes, but then would want to go back to being, in a word, themselves. In real life, you can’t change back once you’ve had your nose shaved down; this indulges in the fantasy of the ideal self, then shakes its head and goes back to what it was while embracing that it was beautiful from its inception.

Here’s the thing: men go through this as well. I know more guys that quietly struggle with their lack of six-pack or bulging arms. It’s not a women-only issue – this is more universal, despite that a female character was used to perform the message. That makes this film just as important to a male audience as well, because really, guys, some of us dig the belly because it’s part of you. Every gender, every race, every age.