Well, when we did the Hollywood simulation in class today, I was pretty pumped to see how it would all play out. I was on a writing team(surprise!) that specialized with sci-fi and fantasy genres. We wanted to try and expand our audience to include more than just the typical sci-fi "fanboy." I was optimistic. Our script was stellar(it really was!) and our intentions were good. We set out into the world of movie making confident that our scifi/romance/horror/comedy/drama film (can you say hybrid?) was going to succeed.
But then we started pitching our idea.
"No."
"Not interested."
"We don't like sci-fi."
"We already have a script."
"We're already signed."
"Wait...I"m going to play an ALIEN?!"
and so on and so forth. It was a stream of constant rejection for the two of us, and no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't sign a deal. We even lowered our salary and offered to rewrite the script. When class was over, we left, defeated. Our script was worthless to Hollywood. I felt like we were the kids picked last in gym class(kind of ironic, yes, that we were pitching a Sci Fi script? haha)
It seems as though the sci fi genre is officially dead, at least in the Malone version of Hollywood. I wonder, will anyone mourn its premature death?
This whole simulation gave me a frightening glimpse into what my future as a writer might possibly be. Rejection letter after rejection letter. No wonder they say Hollywood isn't for the faint at heart(do they really say that, or did I just make it up? oh well.) Good thing I'm not planning on writing scripts, or worse, sci-fi scripts.
This also made me think a little bit. Now, this may be totally off track of everything, and maybe I'm just reading into things a bit too much, but bear with me. Our script idea went against the mainstream and was at least somewhat original. But no one wanted it, because they didn't think it would sell. As a writer, am I going to have to limit what I write to what the media wants to hear? That's downright scary. If writers only get paid to write what the producers want to hear/see/whatever, then how can innovations ever arise? Granted, our sci fi thriller hybrid whatever you wanna call it wasn't exactly the Script That Would Change The World, but still.
Do we really control the media, or does the media control us? That, friends, is a question for a different blog....
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Cool?
Call me nerdy, but I really liked "Merchants of Cool." I had to watch it last year for my Comm 110 class, so I noticed a lot more this time around. Yeah, the situations they portrayed were totally out of date, but it was a definitely a trip down memory lane. I never thought I would see Carson Daly during his TRL hipster days again:) It made me really nostalgic for my teenybopper preteen days.
When I was in junior high, I watched MTV religiously. I voted for my favorite boybands on TRL. I laughed and cried along with the casts of the Real World. I tried to talk and dress like the popstars I saw so often, because they were Cool. I remember singing Blink 182 songs with my friends and thinking we were really edgy, even though we obviously weren't. Oh, to be young again.
I wouldn't go so far as to say my friends and I were "midriffs." We weren't that obsessed. But we definitely dreamed of being midriffs. Do you remember the girl band Dream? Don't lie, you know you do. They sang classic songs such as "He Loves U Not" and "This is Me." My friends and I saw Dream on tv and decided that really, they weren't that different than us. We made plans to become the next Pop Sensation. Every weekend we would practice our singing in my basement, practicing not only Dream songs, but also Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, and...the Ateens(I knooow.) We choreographed dances to Nysnc songs. We practiced being interviewed by teen magazines. We played with hair, makeup, and clothes. We were Ready. The sad thing was, we really believed we could do it. We were going to be on Mtv and sell hit records and maybe even change the world.
It never happened. But that's not the point.
The media shapes so much of who we are. Maybe you had a similar midriff experience. Maybe you aspired to be a Mook. Maybe you were really crazy and were a rabid fan of the ICP. Your story may be different than mine, but essentially they are the same. We are formed by the media in our preteen years, and there's really no way of escaping it.
The sad thing is, the makers of media realize this, as showcased in the Coolhunting segment as well as the ethnography scene. They know that young people are going to watch their programming and try their hardest to imitate what they see. Yet, they continue to fill the screens with mooks and midriffs, images of people who are not real, knowing teens are going to try to become the next Johnny Knoxville or Britney Spears. They know they're setting these kids up for disaster, yet they continue to do it. Why?
Because it sells.
When all is said and done, these producers aren't concerned about the morals behind what they're showing. It's not their job to be. Their job is to create media that sells, and the Mook and Midriff characters most definitely sell. As long as there are preteen boys out there who want to be the next Loud Outrageous Rude Boy and preteen girls who aspire to be the next Mega Pop Star Girl, the media producers will continue to do what they're doing. Really, we can't blame them for this. Can we?
When I was in junior high, I watched MTV religiously. I voted for my favorite boybands on TRL. I laughed and cried along with the casts of the Real World. I tried to talk and dress like the popstars I saw so often, because they were Cool. I remember singing Blink 182 songs with my friends and thinking we were really edgy, even though we obviously weren't. Oh, to be young again.
I wouldn't go so far as to say my friends and I were "midriffs." We weren't that obsessed. But we definitely dreamed of being midriffs. Do you remember the girl band Dream? Don't lie, you know you do. They sang classic songs such as "He Loves U Not" and "This is Me." My friends and I saw Dream on tv and decided that really, they weren't that different than us. We made plans to become the next Pop Sensation. Every weekend we would practice our singing in my basement, practicing not only Dream songs, but also Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, and...the Ateens(I knooow.) We choreographed dances to Nysnc songs. We practiced being interviewed by teen magazines. We played with hair, makeup, and clothes. We were Ready. The sad thing was, we really believed we could do it. We were going to be on Mtv and sell hit records and maybe even change the world.
It never happened. But that's not the point.
The media shapes so much of who we are. Maybe you had a similar midriff experience. Maybe you aspired to be a Mook. Maybe you were really crazy and were a rabid fan of the ICP. Your story may be different than mine, but essentially they are the same. We are formed by the media in our preteen years, and there's really no way of escaping it.
The sad thing is, the makers of media realize this, as showcased in the Coolhunting segment as well as the ethnography scene. They know that young people are going to watch their programming and try their hardest to imitate what they see. Yet, they continue to fill the screens with mooks and midriffs, images of people who are not real, knowing teens are going to try to become the next Johnny Knoxville or Britney Spears. They know they're setting these kids up for disaster, yet they continue to do it. Why?
Because it sells.
When all is said and done, these producers aren't concerned about the morals behind what they're showing. It's not their job to be. Their job is to create media that sells, and the Mook and Midriff characters most definitely sell. As long as there are preteen boys out there who want to be the next Loud Outrageous Rude Boy and preteen girls who aspire to be the next Mega Pop Star Girl, the media producers will continue to do what they're doing. Really, we can't blame them for this. Can we?
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Let's Give it a Try...
I've been thinking a lot about this whole "create a new television hybrid genre" thing. I've had lots of ideas, most of which were totally unoriginal and that would be disastrous if attempted in real life. I considered not even doing this blog, until it hit me. What if I combined two of my favorite shows into something crazy and new? Is it even possible? We shall see.
I love "The Office." It's so darn clever, and I can't get enough of it. The concept of making a television show that looks a lot like a documentary of real life in a place as mundane as an office is pure genius, and the writing and acting are just perfect. I also love "Scrubs." Who would have thought that a sitcom about working as a doctor in a hospital would actually work? The combination of the drama of medical shows and the comedy of the average sitcom is strange, but it works.
Ironic, yes, that the two shows I'm combining are already hybrids? So that makes this, what...a quadruple hybrid? Cool.
So, when we combine the documentary-like filming and scripting of "The Office" with the humor and drama of "Scrubs," what do we get?
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the MedicalDocumentaryDramaticSitcom, hypothetically entitled for our purposes "The Hospital."
Why would this work? Well, its a proverbial field day for people who fit into the "critic" category...writers, artists, etc. This new innovation would provide everyone involved with a big challenge, since nothing of the sort has been attempted before. However, if it succeeded, it would be rewarding.
For "producers," this new genre would also pose a challenge. What situations and settings are typical for this new genre? The producers would be responsible for determining all of this.
And, of course, this whole thing would be perhaps most rewarding for the "audience." This would give them something fresh and new, a nice change from eveyrthing else they can watch on tv.
Yeah, it's a hit or miss situation. I think it could work. You may not. Maybe someday in the future we will see.
I love "The Office." It's so darn clever, and I can't get enough of it. The concept of making a television show that looks a lot like a documentary of real life in a place as mundane as an office is pure genius, and the writing and acting are just perfect. I also love "Scrubs." Who would have thought that a sitcom about working as a doctor in a hospital would actually work? The combination of the drama of medical shows and the comedy of the average sitcom is strange, but it works.
Ironic, yes, that the two shows I'm combining are already hybrids? So that makes this, what...a quadruple hybrid? Cool.
So, when we combine the documentary-like filming and scripting of "The Office" with the humor and drama of "Scrubs," what do we get?
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the MedicalDocumentaryDramaticSitcom, hypothetically entitled for our purposes "The Hospital."
Why would this work? Well, its a proverbial field day for people who fit into the "critic" category...writers, artists, etc. This new innovation would provide everyone involved with a big challenge, since nothing of the sort has been attempted before. However, if it succeeded, it would be rewarding.
For "producers," this new genre would also pose a challenge. What situations and settings are typical for this new genre? The producers would be responsible for determining all of this.
And, of course, this whole thing would be perhaps most rewarding for the "audience." This would give them something fresh and new, a nice change from eveyrthing else they can watch on tv.
Yeah, it's a hit or miss situation. I think it could work. You may not. Maybe someday in the future we will see.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
"Music and Lyrics" and genre hybrids
Last night, I saw the new movie "Music and Lyrics." I've wanted to see it since the first preview came out--Hugh Grant? Drew Barrymore? Singing? Yes, please. I walked into the theatre expecting a silly romantic comedy. No more, no less. I left happily surprised.
Don't get me wrong-- "Music and Lyrics" is a romantic comedy if there ever was one. But it's also more. It's a lso a clever commentary on the changing world of the music business, thus combining two really different genres--the romantic comedy and the music documentary.
Here's the story- Hugh Grant is Alex, a washed up pop star from the 80s boy band POP!. Drew Barrymore is Sophie, a young writer who just happens to stop by to water his plants. Alex has just received an offer to restart his career-by writing a hit pop song for a young pop star named Cora(a hilarious Britney Spears/Shakira imitation). The only problem? He has no lyricist. Guess who steps in to write the lyrics?
Of course, they fall in love. And of course, complications arise. Only in this movie, unlike every other romantic comedy in the history of the world, the complication isn't because of another man/woman. It's because of a moral dilemma. Cora wants to change the song andmake it something its not. Sophie knows this is a bad idea. Alex just wants to be famous again.
You can guess how this movie ends.
What makes this movie worth mentioning(besides Hugh Grants delightful dry British humor...gets me every time, haha) is the struggle for Alex to adapt to a music world that has changed in a big way since his POP! days. There is a particularly endearing scene in which he tries to learn how to dance as Cora does, showcasing how much dance has changed since the 80s. Without this aspect, I don't think the film would've been quite as enchanting.
That's what makes it so interesting I think--it stays within the confines of the romantic comedy genre, using all the conventions and limitations that define the genre, yet it also brings something incredibly new--the style of the music documentary. This is evident int he music videos featured in the film, as well as the concert scenes and "behind the scenes" feeling we get whenever Cora appears on camera.
All in all, a great movie. You should probably go see it. Now.
Don't get me wrong-- "Music and Lyrics" is a romantic comedy if there ever was one. But it's also more. It's a lso a clever commentary on the changing world of the music business, thus combining two really different genres--the romantic comedy and the music documentary.
Here's the story- Hugh Grant is Alex, a washed up pop star from the 80s boy band POP!. Drew Barrymore is Sophie, a young writer who just happens to stop by to water his plants. Alex has just received an offer to restart his career-by writing a hit pop song for a young pop star named Cora(a hilarious Britney Spears/Shakira imitation). The only problem? He has no lyricist. Guess who steps in to write the lyrics?
Of course, they fall in love. And of course, complications arise. Only in this movie, unlike every other romantic comedy in the history of the world, the complication isn't because of another man/woman. It's because of a moral dilemma. Cora wants to change the song andmake it something its not. Sophie knows this is a bad idea. Alex just wants to be famous again.
You can guess how this movie ends.
What makes this movie worth mentioning(besides Hugh Grants delightful dry British humor...gets me every time, haha) is the struggle for Alex to adapt to a music world that has changed in a big way since his POP! days. There is a particularly endearing scene in which he tries to learn how to dance as Cora does, showcasing how much dance has changed since the 80s. Without this aspect, I don't think the film would've been quite as enchanting.
That's what makes it so interesting I think--it stays within the confines of the romantic comedy genre, using all the conventions and limitations that define the genre, yet it also brings something incredibly new--the style of the music documentary. This is evident int he music videos featured in the film, as well as the concert scenes and "behind the scenes" feeling we get whenever Cora appears on camera.
All in all, a great movie. You should probably go see it. Now.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
"Will You Be My Valentine?" and other nonsense
Hmmm. First of all, let's talk about how happy I was early this morning when, through a beautiful text message (sent in bulk, so it counts as media!) from a good friend explained to me that Malone decided to be nice and cancel classes. Joy! Unspeakable joy! A college kid's dream, and so on and so forth. I then checked the website myself, just to bask in the glory. There was that delightful red bar at the top of the Malone page, announcing that all classes had been cancelled and all offices were closed. What a wonderful present from God, brought to us by the media. A Valentine's Day gift, if you will.
What? Today was Valentine's Day? I'd never have guessed it. It's not like there have been approximately 9,440,006 advertisements telling me this since...January? Absurd. The media has turned this silly little holiday into a ridiculous ordeal. Commercials show me "happy" couples who are enveloped in each other's arms, men buying women diamond necklaces that cost them two months salary, women cooking men fancy dinners that she would never otherwise have cooked, and so on and so forth. Walking into any store, I am bombarded by pink and red hearts, teddy bears, elaborate bouquets of flowers, and enough chocolate to feed all of the starving children in the world.
Let's not even go into the world of second rate television sitcoms, which tell us that if you don't have a dream date on this cold February day, you are nothing. Filth. Scum. Destined to live alone for the rest of your life and collect cats. If you do have one, and that dream boy or girl forgets that it's Valentines Day, or, Heaven forbid, doesn't spend enough money on you, then they are worthless. They don't love you. In fact, they secretly hate you and are only with you because they find you mildly attractive. You might as well just go ahead and break up with them.
Ugh. You're probably reading this, thinking "Wow. This girl sure is bitter." Maybe I am. Just a litttle bit. I mean, honestly. Is it fully necessary for the media to take hold of every little thing and blow it out of proportion? If you love someone, you don't need a holiday to show them this. You don't need to buy them diamonds and chocolate and little teddy bears holding heart shaped pillows, or whatever the trend is nowadays. Show them every day. The Beatles were right when they sang "money can't buy me love." Neither can Valentine's Day. IT'S ALL A SHAM. Or something. I don't know, it's a snow day.
I am probably rambling and not making much sense. That is okay.
With that said, Happy Valentine's Day, everyone:) Here are some funny(?) anti-valentines from some very bitter people.
What? Today was Valentine's Day? I'd never have guessed it. It's not like there have been approximately 9,440,006 advertisements telling me this since...January? Absurd. The media has turned this silly little holiday into a ridiculous ordeal. Commercials show me "happy" couples who are enveloped in each other's arms, men buying women diamond necklaces that cost them two months salary, women cooking men fancy dinners that she would never otherwise have cooked, and so on and so forth. Walking into any store, I am bombarded by pink and red hearts, teddy bears, elaborate bouquets of flowers, and enough chocolate to feed all of the starving children in the world.
Let's not even go into the world of second rate television sitcoms, which tell us that if you don't have a dream date on this cold February day, you are nothing. Filth. Scum. Destined to live alone for the rest of your life and collect cats. If you do have one, and that dream boy or girl forgets that it's Valentines Day, or, Heaven forbid, doesn't spend enough money on you, then they are worthless. They don't love you. In fact, they secretly hate you and are only with you because they find you mildly attractive. You might as well just go ahead and break up with them.
Ugh. You're probably reading this, thinking "Wow. This girl sure is bitter." Maybe I am. Just a litttle bit. I mean, honestly. Is it fully necessary for the media to take hold of every little thing and blow it out of proportion? If you love someone, you don't need a holiday to show them this. You don't need to buy them diamonds and chocolate and little teddy bears holding heart shaped pillows, or whatever the trend is nowadays. Show them every day. The Beatles were right when they sang "money can't buy me love." Neither can Valentine's Day. IT'S ALL A SHAM. Or something. I don't know, it's a snow day.
I am probably rambling and not making much sense. That is okay.
With that said, Happy Valentine's Day, everyone:) Here are some funny(?) anti-valentines from some very bitter people.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Dogme 95
What a grand, idealistic idea! In the totally corrupt world of filmmaking where it matters more how much money you spend and how many famous actors you cast than how innovative or interesting your film is, these filmmakers said "forget this. we're doing it our way and if you don't like it, then tough."
of course, I've never seen a Dogme 95 film. Maybe in actuality the films are horrible, pretentious pieces of filth. But the idea is awesome. I'm not sure if these filmmakers are still around or if they still religiously follow the "Vow of Chastity" (HAH!) in their films, but I can definitely see that they have made an impact on other filmmakers.
When we talked about this film movement in class, I immediately though of Gus Van Sant. He had major success with Good Will Hunting, but his other films(Gerry, Elephant, Last Days...) were kept mainly to artsy film festivals and whatnot. I haven't seen Last Days yet, and Gerry was absolutely terrible, but I feel that Elephant is one of the most amazing films ever made. Seriouly. Also, it definitely contains aspects of the Dogme 95 tradition: there is very little dialogue, and for the most part, what's there is totally unscripted. there are no "famous" people in the film. Instead the characters are all played by normal teenage kids. Costumes? More like what they had in their closet. Sets? More like a high school in Oregon. It's unlike anything I've ever seen before.
Of course, Elephant isn't a complete "Dogme" film. It is based loosely upon the Columbine school shooting, so there is some violence at the end. However, when the violence occurs, it is completely shocking and unexpected, a total contrast from the rest of the film, which focuses mainly on a day in the life of several teenagers, all incredibly different.
Elephant is an amazing film, one that showcases what "real" filmmaking should be. Much like the Dogme 95 filmmakers, Gus Van Sant chose to go against all conventions and do things his way, whether anyone liked it or not. See it. Reflect on it. If you like it, good. If not, too bad.
of course, I've never seen a Dogme 95 film. Maybe in actuality the films are horrible, pretentious pieces of filth. But the idea is awesome. I'm not sure if these filmmakers are still around or if they still religiously follow the "Vow of Chastity" (HAH!) in their films, but I can definitely see that they have made an impact on other filmmakers.
When we talked about this film movement in class, I immediately though of Gus Van Sant. He had major success with Good Will Hunting, but his other films(Gerry, Elephant, Last Days...) were kept mainly to artsy film festivals and whatnot. I haven't seen Last Days yet, and Gerry was absolutely terrible, but I feel that Elephant is one of the most amazing films ever made. Seriouly. Also, it definitely contains aspects of the Dogme 95 tradition: there is very little dialogue, and for the most part, what's there is totally unscripted. there are no "famous" people in the film. Instead the characters are all played by normal teenage kids. Costumes? More like what they had in their closet. Sets? More like a high school in Oregon. It's unlike anything I've ever seen before.
Of course, Elephant isn't a complete "Dogme" film. It is based loosely upon the Columbine school shooting, so there is some violence at the end. However, when the violence occurs, it is completely shocking and unexpected, a total contrast from the rest of the film, which focuses mainly on a day in the life of several teenagers, all incredibly different.
Elephant is an amazing film, one that showcases what "real" filmmaking should be. Much like the Dogme 95 filmmakers, Gus Van Sant chose to go against all conventions and do things his way, whether anyone liked it or not. See it. Reflect on it. If you like it, good. If not, too bad.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Wait, this isn't my semiotic domain...
Last night I attended a concert in a teeny tiny venue in the middle of nowhere. It was the farewell tour of a band I'm quite fond of, Last Tuesday. I've never been to a show that small before--previously I've only been to mega concerts or semi mega concerts, so this was a bit of a shock. The fact that the guys in the band wandered around before hand and watched part of the opening acts with us was incredibly cool, but very strange. Then there was their portion of the concert. We were right in the frong, so they were pretty much singing in our faces. Again, very very cool, but strange. I mean, where are you suppposed to look when someone is singing in your face? Awkward. It was a really great show, but bittersweet since I know I'll never get to see them play again after this tour.
Anyway. The reason I'm writing this isn't to tell you how awesome Last Tuesday is, although they are and you should definitely check them out on Myspace if you get a chance. I'm writing this because as I stood there at the concert, I realized that my friends and I were completely out of place in that teeny tiny venue. Not because we didn't love the band, because we did. But it's not always about the music at concerts. The problem was, we didn't fit into the semiotic domain featured at the concert: The Hip Concert Kids. Hip Concert Kids like concerts, and will go to any local show even if they don't know the band. They like to wear very tight pants, especially if they are boys. Their shirt must come from the thrift store, and their shoes must either be Chuck Taylors or ballet flats. Hair is also very important to Hip Concert Kids. If you are a boy HCK, your hair must be partially bleached and flopped in a stylish manor over one eye. If you are a girl HCK, your hair must either be very short and dyed numerous colors or long, crimped, and covering at least half of the face. Thrashing about and bobbing your head to the music is also a must, as is confronting various band members at the merch tables in pursuit of autographs and pictures to be used to prove your coolness.
Sadly, my friends and I are not Hip Concert Kids. We wore jeans and sweaters and were there simply to enjoy some good music and support some awesome guys in an awesome band. We did not thrash about as the cool kids did, though we did bust out a few dance moves(you can't listen to Last Tuesday without having the urge to dance.) It was a strange experience, being so out of place, but it was great fun. Who knows, maybe the future will hold another concert in a teeny tiny venue surrounded by the Hip Concert Kids. If so, I'm ready.
Anyway. The reason I'm writing this isn't to tell you how awesome Last Tuesday is, although they are and you should definitely check them out on Myspace if you get a chance. I'm writing this because as I stood there at the concert, I realized that my friends and I were completely out of place in that teeny tiny venue. Not because we didn't love the band, because we did. But it's not always about the music at concerts. The problem was, we didn't fit into the semiotic domain featured at the concert: The Hip Concert Kids. Hip Concert Kids like concerts, and will go to any local show even if they don't know the band. They like to wear very tight pants, especially if they are boys. Their shirt must come from the thrift store, and their shoes must either be Chuck Taylors or ballet flats. Hair is also very important to Hip Concert Kids. If you are a boy HCK, your hair must be partially bleached and flopped in a stylish manor over one eye. If you are a girl HCK, your hair must either be very short and dyed numerous colors or long, crimped, and covering at least half of the face. Thrashing about and bobbing your head to the music is also a must, as is confronting various band members at the merch tables in pursuit of autographs and pictures to be used to prove your coolness.
Sadly, my friends and I are not Hip Concert Kids. We wore jeans and sweaters and were there simply to enjoy some good music and support some awesome guys in an awesome band. We did not thrash about as the cool kids did, though we did bust out a few dance moves(you can't listen to Last Tuesday without having the urge to dance.) It was a strange experience, being so out of place, but it was great fun. Who knows, maybe the future will hold another concert in a teeny tiny venue surrounded by the Hip Concert Kids. If so, I'm ready.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
All You Need is Love
Hmm. I just read the Joseph Campbell articles on chivalry that were given in the 10th blog prompt, and I found them to be quite strange. How is it that the idea of chivalry has changed so drastically since it was first brought about? In its original form, chivalry was apparently a crazy revolution of love, going against all conventions to give people a unique "person to person" experience, according to these articles. Women were given the upper hand instead of being treated like weak little flowers who needed men to wait upon them. Things have changed so much since then, and not always for the better. We have these absurd notions of what "real" women and men should be like, and this travels over into our conception of romance. Take a look at the typical romantic comedy. Boy who is dangerously handsome, smart, and funny, meets Girl who is quirky and unique, but still beautiful and feminine. Boy likes Girl. Girl doesn't like Boy. Boy chases Girl. Things are nice. Boy screws things up with Girl. Boy chases Girl again. Boy and Girl live happily ever after, defying any realistic problem that has arisen between them. Please.
I guess it's apparent that some of Campbell's ideas about chivalry live on in the romantic comedy. The boy still has to vie for the attention of the girl, who ultimately still has the upper hand in the matter(if she doesn't want to take him back, then he's out of luck). But something is different. It often seems almost as if the boy isn't so much doing nice things and trying to get the girl because he is desperately in love with her as much as because he likes the chase. It's unrealistic and not about love at all. It's ridiculous.
Why do we let the media tell us how to act? We can deny all we want that we don't, but let's face it. If we dont' fit into the media's standards of what a girl or boy should act like, we're going to feel out of place. If our relationship with the boy/girl of our dreams isn't what the media says it should be, we're going to worry that our relationship is dysfunctional or even that we're doing it wrong. It's scary. The media is ruining our conceptions of love and relationships, and I hate it. Something needs to change.
There you have it. Yet another bitter rant from yours truly about the evils of media. You know you love it:)
I guess it's apparent that some of Campbell's ideas about chivalry live on in the romantic comedy. The boy still has to vie for the attention of the girl, who ultimately still has the upper hand in the matter(if she doesn't want to take him back, then he's out of luck). But something is different. It often seems almost as if the boy isn't so much doing nice things and trying to get the girl because he is desperately in love with her as much as because he likes the chase. It's unrealistic and not about love at all. It's ridiculous.
Why do we let the media tell us how to act? We can deny all we want that we don't, but let's face it. If we dont' fit into the media's standards of what a girl or boy should act like, we're going to feel out of place. If our relationship with the boy/girl of our dreams isn't what the media says it should be, we're going to worry that our relationship is dysfunctional or even that we're doing it wrong. It's scary. The media is ruining our conceptions of love and relationships, and I hate it. Something needs to change.
There you have it. Yet another bitter rant from yours truly about the evils of media. You know you love it:)
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