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co-written by Dayna Abel and Alice Durnell
There’s a controversy online – and I’ll take a minute to let you recover from that shock – about a prominent video game character. Game developer Brianna Wu and writer Ellen McGrody recently wrote an article for The Mary Sue titled “Metroid‘s Samus Aran is a Transgender Woman. Deal With It.” It was a thoughtful piece and celebratory and trans-positive, which of course meant that it was going to have the best and brightest of the gaming community having a well-spoken discourse about oh god I can’t even bring myself to finish this sentence.
I don’t know what to say right now. I’m crying and I’m heartbroken. Not only was Wes Craven a genius in his field, he was also, from all accounts, one of the kindest men in the film industry.
I first saw the original Nightmare On Elm Street in 1985, when I was five years old. I have had nightmares about Freddy Krueger ever since. For all my life I’ve dreamed weird, full senses active, that sort of thing. I’m capable of feeling pain in my dreams. It’s pretty fucked up.
I had always dreamed of sitting down with Wes Craven and discussing dream theory and nightmares with him. I’ve wanted to have my dreams studied. I owe a lifelong fascination with dreams and nightmares to the films of Wes Craven.
Scream, of course, was brilliant and completely rewrote the rules of the horror genre. Nearly every horror movie since has become self-aware, its protagonists having grown up with horror movies like Wes’.
Horror has lost a titan and a friend. And we’re all a little poorer for having lost a man who showed us how to be strong and fight the demons in our heads.
Rest in peace, Wes. Thank you for all the times you scared the holy living shit out of me.
Please donate to the American Cancer Society in his memory at http://www.cancer.org/
co-written by Dayna Abel and Kate Spencer
“If you perceive ‘Supergirl’ as anything less than excellent, isn’t the real problem…you?” -Cat Grant, Supergirl First Look trailer
I watched the Supergirl trailer the other night and had…thoughts. More to the point, I had gut reactions. Saturday Night Live recently did a skit about a Black Widow movie basically being a rom-com, because that’s what chicks like, right?
I got that same vibe off the Supergirl trailer. I was immediately put off by the clumsy, dorky, working-girl-in-the-big-city pop-music feel of Kara in the office, as well as the “You want to help? Go back to getting someone’s coffee” line and its subsequent pouty, dejected walking away. It put me in mind of Jodi Picoult’s bit in Wonder Woman where WW infamously cried after a mild criticism from Tom Tresser.
I saw Kara giggling and crying and being flustered around cute boys and I thought to myself “oh god no.” But then I thought about it for a while. About why it bugged me. And it boils down to “I don’t like traditionally girly things. I am not the target audience here.” But what about the trailer made it “girly?” The giggling, the crying, the doofy stumbling of her words around Jimmy Olsen? And why do I automatically code these things as “female”? And, by extension, some kind of weakness?
I have written before, at great length, about my views on the modern take on superheroes. I grew up around my father’s collection of Bronze and Silver Age comics, and it should be no great shock to know that my preference in superheroes trends more towards actual heroism rather than the grim-and-gritty fare that’s so pervasive in modern comics.
Call me old-fashioned or naïve if you like, but I like to come out of a superhero story feeling hopeful. Inspired to do good. Not, you know, tallying up property damage or readjusting my eyes to actual color. When I saw the Batman v Superman trailer last month, my instant reaction was revulsion at its sheer bleakness. There was no hope or joy. I saw plenty of super, but no hero. Hope and joy, something to aspire to…isn’t that what superheroes are supposed to give us?
Look no further than The Posthuman Project.
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You may have noticed we do not have a July episode up. We regret to inform you that George has been let go from the show due to setbacks with his ongoing struggle with alcoholism. He is currently rededicating himself to the Alcoholics Anonymous program and is working incredibly hard to get himself back on track. Unfortunately, actions do have consequences, and we’re afraid this is one of them.
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