I saw a 3D showing of Avatar last night, and really enjoyed it. I thought it was beautiful and relatively engaging. I’m not positive if needed to be almost 3 hours long, but it did allow for a lot of room to establish the world and the characters. That said, it was a really racist, colonialist movie that also fit comfortably within the sexist paradigm of Western culture and storytelling.
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I was watching some TV with one of my roommates the other day and she was flipping between (among other things) Bridget Jones II: Tumbling Over the Edge of Reason and Into the Pit of Obnoxiousness. There’s a scene near the end (spoiler altert!) where one of the characters professes her not-very-well-hidden love of Bridget Jones. Jone’s reply, after a particularly ridiculous kiss, is “I’m afraid it’s still men in general, Mark Darcy in particular that I love. But if I ever decide to punt for the other side, there’s no one for me but you.”
I mentioned to my roommate that – if a girl ever professes their love for her – she should not respond like that, as it’s rather condescending.
She said, “No, I think it’s flattering!”
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