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I try to restrain the number of fandoms I actively pursue at any given point, but then my friends draw me into something else, and all the good intentions fly out the window. This time, it’s Suits, which is USA’s newest duo-show.

Suits is apparently about a young ne’er-do-well being mentored by a hot-shot lawyer. The characters are amusing, and the procedure of the show hasn’t been too awful so far. I’m hoping that the show will continue to be something that I can watch off and on, as I know I am awful at trying to watch shows when they come on (excluding Project Runway, which I’m more dedicated to than I should be).

USA has been putting out a great many shows that focus on duos and partnerships. This style of show isn’t in and of itself a problem, but the number of programs with this set up has been somewhat odd. Usually, the duos are more on par with one another (Psyched and In Plain Sight), but a year or so ago, they introduced White Collar, which has been a blessing to those who love threesome fic, and now they have Suits.

The ne’er-do-well is named Mike Ross, while the lawyer is Harvey Spector. Right off the bat, the audience should know that Mike is going to be simple on the surface, and that Harvey is going to be flashy, but possibly with something underneath. They are set up in that classic opposites attracting really means that the young one reminds the older one of himself at that age.

I wonder if they are meaning to pull a brotherly relationship out of it, because the relationship so far is coming off as a strange mixture of parent-child and almost UST. The effect is something quite d/s, which has been fueling some of the fic coming out. I have to admit that the best I’ve read so far was a d/s fic. Very lovely, and quite highly saved/recced.

Tonight is PR night, but I have to work, so I will once again be viewing it on the DVR. It makes me sad, but I’m glad to have the hours.


Up In Blue.

Tangled was my last movie received from Netflix. It’s Disney’s version of Rapunzel, the girl with the super-duper long hair. The cast was okay, with Rapunzel played by Mandy Moore, former pop idol, and her love interest played by Zachary Levi, of Chuck fame.

As is Disney’s habit, several changes were made from the original text. Rapunzel was not the daughter of a poor couple living near a witch. And Eugene, her Mister Right, was not a prince, however charming he may have been. The witch stole Rapunzel from her royal parents to make use of her innate magic, instead of making the parents hand her over to satisfy a devil’s deal. These changes, as well as certain elements included in the story developed into a much more pro-feminism storyline than is normally packaged in Disney princess movies.

Multiple times Rapunzel in reinforced as a more modern woman. Not only is she spunky, she’s capable and seeks to fulfill her own desires. (Unlike Cinderella, who has her own desires, but refuses to do anything about them, or Mulan, who is obviously capable, but is more focused on protecting her family and denying herself in the process.) Rapunzel is persistent in her goal, not losing hope when denied, but finding another route.

She defends herself consistently, finding a weapon she is capable of wielding, but that also is a symbol of her emerging self: a frying pan. Traditionally a woman’s tool, the frying pan in question looked to be a cast iron model, also known as a brain-basher. When you hear those stories of an abused woman finally going crazed on her dirt-bag husband, she’s usually brandishing this particular implement because it is hand, heavy, and can very easily do a lot of damage.

Rapunzel Brandishing! (image taken from http://threadmaiden.blogspot.com, because it was the most illustrative)

There is a delicious sort of irony that a prop like a skillet is used to injure, even potentially kill, a man who has harmed women. A woman using a woman’s tool to rage against the male-dominated world. Rapunzel turns this on it’s head though, as she doesn’t just use it against the patriarchy, or a man; this is her tool against everyone.

She also is able to use her hair, which Disney has imbued with magic powers, to defend, heal, and change the world around her. It is her great gift, the ultimate symbol of her womanhood. It is as much a hindrance as a help, though. She can use it to move things around her, or to make others happier, but it ultimately also trips her up when she’s in danger, and causes her more stress than I would consider worthwhile.

At the end of the movie, Eugene takes Rapunzel’s hair by force, a violation she was unprepared for. He does it to save her, but also to keep her from over stepping her rights to make a decision for himself. But by that act, she isn’t just saved, she’s also set free. She is of no use to the witch, who is quickly dispatched, and is able to find her way back to her parents to join them once more. You would think that this would be a setback, but it seems to be more of a natural progression.

Eugene Slicing! (image from http://nindogs.blogspot.com, but I'm pretty certain from tumblr as well)

It’s like this: I originally likened her hair to virginity when I saw this scene. That was my immediate gut reaction, the violence and savagery of the moment actually hurt me. But the more I thought about it, the less it was about sexuality and more about adolescence. Her hair wasn’t just womanhood, it was a perception of womanhood. It was her status as a girl, a female child who had yet to experience real pain or despair. Yes, she had been locked away for so long, but she never really found herself wanting for anything but maybe a bit more attention from her (supposed) mother and a walkabout every once in a while.

Eugene is seriously injured, really dying literally in her arms, and he makes the choice to refuse her help so that she will be better off. This sacrifice is the most pain Rapunzel has ever had to deal with. By losing her naivete, she isn’t harmed, not really. She’s just put in a position to grow.

From that point, she’s able to move away from the sheltering mother figure, and begin her way back to her parents. The closing monologue from Eugene makes it apparent that she spends years becoming a kind and wise ruler, and then, years later, chooses to marry Eugene. She doesn’t fall into the decision, it was made knowing herself as a capable adult, a powerful woman.

All in all, I’m actually quite proud to see what Disney put forth with this film. The message I see is one that I would feel comfortable passing to my daughters and sons.

Keep Calm And Mutate On.

The 90s X-Men animated television show is on dvd. But better? It is on Netflix streaming!! I’m in so much epic love.

Heck yeah, X-Men!

I know that I probably come off too easy to please with my talking about this release, but I don’t care. I love this show almost as much as the Batman animated series from the 90s. Both made my younger years quite happy compared to years without them. To this day, I truly do love this series.

I’ve been watching episodes every now and again, and it really does hold up. I can’t wait to watch more of them. 76 episodes all for me!

Red Wings and Caduceus.

I adore the movie Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. In fact, I would argue that it is one of John Hughes’ finest. The struggle of a slacker to free his companion and woo his lady love while avoiding trouble is a lot of fun to watch unfold.

Matthew Broderick is at his peak for me as the title character Ferris, but frankly, the scene-stealer is Alan Ruck. At 37, he was twenty years older than his character Cameron, but one would never realize. He embodies the (occasionally literal) paralyzing fear that so many of us went through in our teen years, knowing we are more than what people assume us to be, but not really knowing how to show that in the real world.

I don't think it is coincidence that Cameron always wears something with wings on it.

I related so much more to Cameron than Ferris, and I think that’s the point. Ferris is what so many of us would have wanted to be in high school. Fearless and reckless, Ferris gets what he wants with seemingly few consequences, though he doesn’t seem to realize how lucky he is. Most of us are more like Cameron, with pressure and stress coming at us from every direction. We want to be brave, we want to dare, but how?

Vicarious living is great, but eventually, you have to start picking up the slack for yourself. Learn how to swallow the fear down enough to function like our idols do, in the real world. Personal disasters aren’t the end of the world, and we can own up.

Not That I Don’t Love Him.

Because I do, love my husband, I mean. The problem is that he doesn’t really understand how much work goes into crochet or knit projects, and especially when you figure how large a project can become.

I started using the crochet stitch Tunisian (or Afghan, depending on your view) recently, and showed Husband a few different geeky projects that use it. They are beautiful. And in fact, I would like to recommend that you visit at least one of them: the Mario blanket of Awesome (as I have dubbed it). Bear in mind that the thing is longer than 7 feet. It swallows her queen-size bed. And that’s just a project from an 8 bit source.

My lovely husband wanted  me to do something along these lines:

The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess (cover art)

That is a *lot* of detail. I’m not sure how long it would take, but I think I figured the dimensions out to be something like 18 feet tall. I can figure out ways to make it smaller, but then you lose details he wants included. The entire thing just stresses me out, and yet I still want to do something for him.

I’m hoping to be able to work something out, I’m just not really sure what yet.

Not My Daughter, Bitch.

Or, my fangirling over HPDH2. Also, as everyone should bear in mind, potential for major spoilerific spoilers from spoilerdom.

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The Musically Inspired Spirits.






So, while this posts, I’ll actually be at the movie theater, seeing some Vry Srs Bsns known as Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, parts one and motherfucking two already. I know, you are amazed.

In keeping with this awesomeness, I’m just giving you some suggestions for music to get you in the mood. Two HP inspired bands, and with the tracks that I would recommend, because they are some of my favorites.

Harry and the Potters

I recommend Vernon Dursley, which is from their album Priori Incantatem. You can find it at the bottom of their music page.

Draco and the Malfoys

I recommend Potions, off of their self-titled debut album, the very first track. You can find it closer to the bottom of their listen page. (You can actually download several of their tracks for free, very lovely indeed.)

I hope you enjoy! If you have any suggestions, let me know, ’cause I love the geekdom.

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