"[A chick flick] must have a woman or women in it, I daresay. It should depict human emotions at some point. General themes of romance should be touched upon or, if possible, hammered on. Clothes should be shown, of course. It must be free of any scenes containing rocket launchers, and at no time should the lead actors punch each other in the face or kick one another's groin for any length of time. Any scenes with exploding helicopters would certainly disqualify it."
— Mike Nelson
Female critic: Anna Faris is a young professional who realizes—
Male critic: (Eye Take) Wait. "Young professional"? No, no, she plays an ignorant slut.
— Half in the Bag, dueling perspectives on Whats My Number?
Robot: So, how'd you like the movie?
Fry: Uh, too much love, not enough human killing.
Robot: Yeah. It was a real Chick Flick.
— Futurama, "Fear of a Bot Planet"
Peggy: Hank, just because it takes place on a rose farm doesn't make it a lady movie.
Hank: Doesn't help.
—King of the Hill, "Chasing Bobby"