Sunday, January 8, 2017

Hidden Figures: It Was So Good, Go See It Now

Hidden Figures was SO good. I want you to make a plan to see it and buy some tickets online before reading the rest of this post it was so good. Not really spoiling anything but I will discuss overall themes, caveat emptor.

The acting and the pacing were perfect. The guy who played Remy from House of Cards, Mahershala Ali, is in it and totally dreamy. Taraji P. Henson both stands out and is completely transformed into her role. She makes a woman who's smarter than Einstein and who fought racism and sexism and won feel like an every-woman. Each of the women has a family; they're wives, daughters, mothers, girlfriends, but that's not what's central to their being our their character arcs. It's refreshing (and the love interest, Ali, is so dreamy that I won't even comment that she needed to have a love interest and, more importantly, because Black folks in love is unnecessarily novel in movies and should be depicted more often).

The soundtrack is amazing - not only are there catchy tunes, but the music is used in the film so well to advance the story. Pharrell Williams wrote the soundtrack and was one of the producers and his artistry shows through gorgeously.

One impressive part of this film that I really didn't expect was how relatable the math was. They explain what they're doing and why it's hard. They show what math means in space flight. This movie made me care about mathematical principles in a way that Apollo 13 or A Beautiful Mind or whatever never could.

They didn't shy away from the realities of segregation and the violence. (Not all the realities, it's PG/evening news level of disturbing). But the focus is on the everyday racism from 'nice' white people (who mostly redeem themselves...). The antagonists all say a variation on 'this is just how it is' and that's what makes them bad guys, the good guys are the ones taking actionable steps to making things better or cheering on the three protagonists as they fight for themselves, for each other, and for their entire race AND gender.

The part I'm still chewing on is the white redemption. One of the antagonists has a whole arc around their being an ass who gets in the way of the protagonists full circle to being a champion. I felt like it was presented as a fantasy of the oppressed and disrespected woman and... I don't want to begrudge anyone their cinematic fantasy. It does give the white audience a place to point to and say 'ah yes, that is how it /was/ and now it's better' though in a way that is uncomfortable. But maybe I'm reading too much into it? Maybe that's just good storytelling? It certainly was a good story.

Similarly, as in real life, the women rely on white men for credibility and that's the source of power in the film (white women act as conduits for white men's power). My only complaint was that the movie just accepted it and didn't challenge it or even call it out. I could into detail about this but I don't want to spoil plot points or make myself angry before bed, so I'm going with feeling resigned... Nothing is perfect and if that's my complaint? You know I'm digging to say something critical (because what main stream movie has ever done differently?).

Did you see it yet? What did you think?

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

On Bra Sizes

Recently I saw the following meme and I felt some feelings.
Can I get an Amen?!
One of the grand common threads that unite all women (on my facebook feed) is that none of use can find bras that we like, are flattering, fit well, and are easily accessible within our paltry clothing budgets.

What gives bra manufacturers? Don't you want our $30? APPARENTLY NOT. Don't even start with the idea that 3-4 INCHES of fabric should add $50+ to the price of a bra. I shop at JoAnns, I know how much fabric costs and you can buy it wholesale.

It's not just big boobs vs small boobs as this meme suggests either.

G-d forbid if you're not in one of the four cup sizes VS sells. Smaller than a B cup? Get some weird ugly padding or Hello Kitty! Bigger than a D? Drive out into the boonies to a specialty shop to buy a boring ugly bra for $80+ OR settle for a 40D or some other nonsense that will give you back pain and make you look weird in your work clothes because you really should be wearing a 34G/H that no one will sell you. I say this as the lady in a $80, sort of ugly 36F because even the fancy specially bra shop a half an hour drive away didn't carry any 34G/H bras. (Yes, the internet exists, but it takes just as long to measure yourself, order something, and send it back because the sizes are meaningless and it still doesn't fit. At least driving out to the bra store is something I can do while leaving Toddler and Preschooler home with their daddy and thus has the added benefit of feeling like "self-care").

And, neither my body nor my breasts are even that big. Like, you don't look at me and think 'she has huge tits!' I look sort of average which is usually a huge privilege, but when it comes to women's clothing, even the whitest, thinnest, C-cuppiest of us don't get nice things, sizing that means anything, or pockets.

Posting some stuff!

Friends,

I have decided that I sometimes put a lot of effort into writing comments on people's facebook pages, because... I'm not really sure? Instant gratification? Social Pressure? I'm a person with a smart phone? It's a mystery.

Suffice it to say, I'm gonna start posting some of that shit here and y'all are gonna like it. (Or not... Whatevs)

So, happy new year! Watch this space for random tidbits and feel free to bother me if you see my fabulous diatribes elsewhere.