Posted in Me and moi, Movies

Wonder Woman.

I’d decided not to write a post on the movie. Everybody else in the world was doing it, and I thought my contribution would just be another drop in the ocean. What changed my mind was the fact that I was getting goosebumps whenever I talked about the movie, even three weeks after I watched it.

The movie, in itself, is great. DC have finally managed to get humour in a superhero movie right, and the visuals are fantastic. One scene, especially, where she steps out into No Man’s Land, is reminiscent of Jon Snow riding out in the Battle of the Bastards, which means it’s very, very cool. I was so glad they got this movie right, because if they hadn’t, Hollywood would have used it as an excuse to not give women superhero roles or women directors big budget movies for the next 20 years. Now, they really have no excuse.

I had never given any thought to the lack of proper women superheroes in movies. I knew underrepresentation was and is an issue, but I relegated it to being a #firstworldproblem. I underestimated the impact a female superhero would make on me.

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The male gaze in Wonder Woman was jarring by its absence. Simply the lack of shots panning from Diana’s legs to her breasts meant that I could look at her as a person, not as a body. I was more interested in her motives and her strength because the director looked at her outfit and saw armour, not a skin show. The woman in the film was unapologetically powerful, much more than the men surrounding her. She did not try to hide the fact that she was better. She did not try to make the men like her. She took charge, and used her entire potential, without fitting into a mould. And yet, she liked ice-cream and snow and dancing. She cared about the villagers she had saved and loved Steve Trevor, with all his faults. She was a woman. Every aspect of a woman.

I came out of the theatre crying. No wonder boys and men are so self-confident everyday. They watch superhero versions of themselves all the time. I came out of the movie theatre READY TO TAKE ON ANYTHING. I laughed at the paltry rain holding me back from travelling home. Diana wouldn’t stop at rain. Diana wouldn’t stop at traffic.

Three weeks later, I’ve found myself changed. Whenever I’m interrupted by a man trying to explain to me what I’m saying, I see Antiope shaking her head at me. Whenever I feel tired and unable to go on, I see Diana, smiling, confident, ready to take on the world. I have found Antiope in me. I’ve found Diana in me.

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Because you’re Tom Felton.

Daniel Radcliffe: I had a crush on Emma Watson.
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Rupert Grint: I had a crush on Emma Watson.
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Matthew Lewis: I had a crush on Emma Watson.
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Emma Watson: I had a crush on Tom Felton.
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Tom Felton: I had a crush on Helena Bonham Carter.
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I mean…. Wow.

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How many times do you watch/read a movie/book you loved?

Y’all, I have a habit of reading the same books over and over again. And I like it. That’s why I haven’t listed it in this post of mine. Similarly, I can watch movies that I like over and over again. For the first gazillion times, I will want to watch every second/read every line in the movie/book. But after that, I’ll just skip to my favourite part.
Honestly, my Austen collection is so well worn now if you open a book randomly it will automatically open at my favourite parts. Old bindings have a long, painstakingly made memory.

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No, this is not my Jane Austen book. This is just a random tattered book I found on Google.

Again, I have subconsciously memorised the exact place in the progress line on the screen at which I have to click to watch my favourite scenes from my favourite movies (Love Actually, I’m looking at you.)
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Do you do anything like this? Actually, does anyone obsessively watch/read the same thing over and over again? Isn’t it awesome when your book bindings are so well worn that they seem to cater to you now? 😀

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A square peg in a round hole.

I mentioned some of my music favourites in my last blog post. They are unconventional, to say the least. Especially for a person who turned 18 just last month. I don’t mean to say that my likes and dislikes are totally different from people my age, (Harry Potter, duh), but especially when it comes to three things, books, movies and music, I feel like I belong on a different planet. In a different solar system.
I grew up watching a lot of movies, but they never were the ones my peers watched. (After the age of five, that is.) I have seen lots of real classics like Gone with the Wind, Casablanca, To Kill A Mockingbird, Mackenna’s Gold, Singing In The Rain, etc etc. And then different films like Whale Rider (it’s one of my favourites), Mr. Holland’s Opus, Something the Lord Made, Mona Lisa Smile, (I could go on and on but you get the point.) And I loved them. But, as you can imagine, I got a LOT of stares when I started talking about them. So I didn’t.
And then take books. Apart from the fact that just the level of my obsession with reading is abnormal, the books I read are very, very different from the ones my friends do. Sure, I adore romances, but the ones that were published almost 200 years ago. I am reading a Jane Austen novel at any given point of time, and then my other books just come and go in between. The first thing I did when I (finally!) got my Kindle account was scourge through their free popular classics and download anything and everything that I hadn’t read before. I generally tend to read exactly those books which are cursed by millions of students worldwide when they are included in the syllabus. And it does not make me popular.
Which is sad, really. It’s not like I have a problem with what’s going on today. It’s just that I have taken into consideration the things I like and the things I don’t, and the things I like just happened to be created in earlier times. Simple as that.
So, this is the deal. As long as you stand by what you like, and if you like something out of the ordinary course of things, you will be a square peg in a round hole. But you will be you.

P.S. Not to emphasize the whole different thing, but I also read the original, non-Disneyfied version of the Grimm’s fairytales about two months ago. And The Little Red Riding Hood is as clearly a story of assault and murder as a news report can be.

P.P.S. In the original version, no hunter comes to save the little girl, and the ‘wolf’ ‘eats her up’. Woah, what a thing to tell your 3 year old at bedtime.