Showing posts with label pop culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pop culture. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

cylon toasters!

Ok, moment of pure and utter geekdom squee:


image from TV Blog

I was home sick today, watching The Big Bang Theory and saw this toaster. Seriously, as a Battlestar fan I can't help but find this totally fraking awesome. I totally want one. It apparently toasts a cylon face onto the bread and even lights up as it toasts! Yup, I'm a geek, but this is too cool to not geek out over.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Ellen DeGeneres

OMG: I think I need to start watching Ellen DeGeneres. I've always admired her (hell, if I was into women I'd so be all Anne/Portia over that!)

Monday, July 27, 2009

Comments on Twilight

I’m a book geek. It goes without saying. And I’m a binge reader, have always been, will always be and not interested in changing it. That said, yours truly just read the entire Twilight series in less than a week. Yes. Less. Than. A. Week.

There are benefits and drawbacks to reading an entire 4 book series in one go. Pro: that everything is fresh in your mind and you’re able to link ideas together. Con: that you become hyper critical of all that you’ve read because of this.

There are things that I really enjoyed about the series and there are things that I loathed. If I had to pick between the DaVinci Code and Twilight, I’d pick Twilight. Why? Because the writing is stronger and the narrative is crafted with more skill. Harry Potter vs Twilight? Harry Potter because the ideas are fresher and more entertaining, the world is more engaging. Anne Rice vs Twilight: believe it or not, it’s a toss-up (unless we’re talking about Queen of the Damned, which is my favourite book in the Anne Rice canon).

Here’s what I loathed:

Bella is weak and pathetic. For a girl who supposedly was capable of taking care of her mother before coming to Forks, she’s pretty damn pathetic once she gets there. She’s a total klutz (which is fine in and of itself), which is paired with her lack of sense of preservation and her martyr complex, in order to become downright infuriating. The girl can’t bloody walk or tie her own shoelaces without Edward holding her hand. She can feed her dad, take advanced biology but can’t manage to walk anywhere without tripping over everything in sight. Trust me, I’m a klutz and I don’t trip as much as Bella does.

Bella is co-dependent and doesn’t know how to be happy without men loving her. Whether it’s Mike, Jacob, or Edward, Bella’s entire sense of self worth is attached to men being attentive to her once she enters Forks. Mike makes the transition easier, Edward holds her hands, and Jacob picks her up when she’s down. I know that teenage girls are melodramatic, but Bella’s level of love or die is pushing it. Sure I get that her world felt like it was falling apart when Edward left, but the novel essentially teaches girls can only get over a boy by falling into a relationship with someone else (Jacob).

The way love is depicted is dangerous. First we have the stereotypical he hates me, he loves me transition. Edward is initially (seemingly) repulsed by Bella, he snubs her and insults her (a la Mark Darcy) and then goes out of his way to avoid her. When he deems that he can deal with her, he initiates a friendship and she forgives him without any explanation as to why he was so rude before. If hate turns to love then ladies get out there and find yourselves the biggest bastard and never give up hope because your pathetic adoration will eventually wear him down. Why? Not because of your personality, but because of attraction. No wonder women like the bad boys… we’re trained from infancy to go after them.

Then there’s the fact that Edward never really tells her anything. He’s the all knowing wise one; the elder with more experience (though it does appear as though he too is a virgin, so there is some level playing ground). However, being that she’s human and that she’s never going to be as perfect as him until he transforms her, their relationship is never one of equals until after her transformation. Aside from the fact that she remains a mystery to him (he can’t read her thoughts) and his attraction to her (blood lust), there doesn’t really ever seem to be much of a reason for Edward’s obsession with Bella, particularly given her nagging and incessant insecurities. On top of which, the fact that Bella opens her mind to Edward in the end, giving him everything and arguably more than he’s given her (in spite of her immortality), perpetuates the uneven playing ground. He can hear her, but he remains a mystery to her.

Plus, love is an addiction. Bella cannot be without Edward and feel complete. She is obsessed with him and describes her love for Edward like a drug. Despite the fact that Jacob actually allows Bella to be bolder and daring, she longs for a man who constantly makes her feel inferior and needy of protection. He doesn’t trust her to have the wherewithal to take care of herself, and who can blame him when the books is teaching girls that they should sacrificing everything at the altar of love (whether it is to protect her mother, father, Jacob, the tribe, the Cullens, her daughter etc, etc). Bella is willing to put her life on the line for everyone and anyone she loves. Her self-sacrifice is so inclusive and pervasive that not only is she a lamb being led to the slaughter, this lamb loves being slaughtered.

Bella is supposedly a strong heroine and yet she embodies all of the conventional female roles assigned to her. She is a caretaker for her mother, a cook for her father, a chaste wife, and a dedicated mother. Despite never wanting marriage and being willing to sacrifice the idea of motherhood for eternity (she has no qualms about never being a mother until she’s actually pregnant and her life is at risk), she willingly submits to all of Edward’s old fashioned morals on marriage and abstinence (regardless of her displeasure). She risks her life to become a mother at 18 (verging on 19) and all talk of going away to college is dismissed in the face of motherhood. In fact, beyond spending eternity with Edward, Bella seems to have no conception of what eternity will entail. For a girl who is supposedly so smart, you’d think she’d have some interest in higher learning or the endless possibility of adventure that eternity presents her with. But no, it’s all about having sex with Edward forever. And then when she gets knocked up, having sex and being mom. They have no discussions about what their plans are for the future other than being together. He pushes her to go to college as a human but seems to have no interest in encouraging her education once she’s transformed into uber wife and mom.

Here’s what I liked:

The myths and legends of the shape-shifters added a dimension to the story that was intriguing.

The descriptions of Bella’s first experiences as a vampire were fantastic. Her growing strength, her sense of wonder, the playfulness of the tone and exploration were all very well done. I enjoyed the humour, the details, and the way the scene itself was crafted. Her vampire awakening was arguably done better than Anne Rice.
The last battle of the final book redeems and valorizes feminine traits and leave readers with a strong heroine. In the end, it is Alice and Bella who save the day. Bella is finally equal, if not in many ways stronger than Edward by the series’ end.

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed quite a bit about these books. I just wish she’d been a bit less polemical in her traditionalism in order to make Bella a more equal partner in the relationship and to offer young girls a healthier vision of “true love.”

Monday, March 23, 2009

How Much Is Too Much?

So I blog, and I facebook, and I've even joined twitter. I like to write and even more, I like to talk, incessantly, all the time, to the point that people might actually secretly wish I'd just shut up...

Yup, as anyone who knows me knows... I'm a big ol' talker.

But in the land of facebook, blogging, et al... I am occasionally disturbed by the way that the Internet erases privacy. I mean, do I really want to be Internet friends with people I haven't spoken to since I was 12? Do I want to dredge up the past with all those I have left behind?

Ironically the answer is both yes and no. No, because there are just some memories, phases of life, and fashion moments that I'd like to permanently forget. Yes, because well, they are all a part of who I've become and as much as it took me a long time to get here, I'm pretty stoked about here. Besides, it's just kind of fun to see what everyone has done (and I mean that in a non-competitive way, honest!) One high school friend went into furniture design, which was something that I'd have never thought of doing but was completely fascinated by her decision. I love it when past people surprise me with the unexpected choices they've made. It's fantastic.

Back to my original point: do I really care about what you ate for breakfast and vice versa, do you really care that I'm still marking? Probably not. But every now and again those shared tidbits of the mundane lead to interesting conversations and insights into people you thought you knew or think you know...

So while I'm somewhat of a reluctant voyeur who still gets a little weirded out by the loss of privacy that social networking brings into our lives, I am also a glutton for wanton over-sharing. Drunk or sober, I tend to spill the beans. Secrets have never been my forté. And I have never believed in keeping skeletons in the closet. In fact, if I were ever to have a motto it might go something like: Drag those skeletons out, shake 'em off, and start dancing baby! Yeah, something like that!

Monday, March 9, 2009

Feminism—Post Women’s Day

I only recently finished watching season 2 of Mad Men (plot spoilers ahead) and I have to say that the season finale has left me feeling profoundly disturbed on a feminist level. For those that don’t know the show there are 3 main female characters: Peggy, the quiet working girl; Joan, the sex kitten secretary; and Betty, the depressed 50s housewife.

In the last half of the season we see the female characters go through some amazing transitions. Betty kicks Don out (temporarily) and seems to start asserting herself (in that she finally starts talking). Peggy fully claims her status within the male work place, tells Campbell about the baby, and ultimately rejects him. She’s really coming into her own, despite all of her silent, meek ways. As Elizabeth Moss states, she really is a profoundly intriguing character. She really plays out the evolution of women in the work place and her character development is absolutely fascinating.
The character that really disturbs me is Joan. She’s the shows’ Marilyn Monroe with the sexy clothes, the killer curves, and independent sexual mores that you just want to love despite all of her hard edges. In this season however, she’s taking a step backwards in order to get married. As much as that step kills me, what really upsets me is the way she is being punished for her past independence. It just makes you want to scream at the screen: Wake the f*** up Joan. A man who rapes you on your boss’ office floor in order to reassert his sexual prowess and territory is not a man to marry. Yet she’ll go through with it just to have the socially acceptable safety of marriage.

To be honest, the way all the women are punished in the show is downright upsetting. Once again the virgin/whore dichotomy is being fully played out, albeit in intriguing ways. Now I realize that the show is set in the 50s and that gender equality then was not what it is now. That said, I don’t know that the sexual politics being depicted in Mad Men are really all that different than some of the ones being drooled over in the latest pop culture phenomenon: the Twilight series. As this article so nicely illustrates, the politics of abstinence and the vamp fetish in the novel/movie are just as perverse as what is represented in the re-imagined 1950s TV show. To be fair, I haven’t read the books (I saw the movie) but as a former vampire novel junkie, the article really made me think about the power dynamics at work in terms of gender, sexuality, and much of the throwback conservatism that seems to be resurfacing in our pop culture society these days.

My post-Women’s Day blog post ends with the following thoughts: How far ahead are we really and why are we so fixated on re-fetishizing our own victimization?

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