Fallen women on screen

While at ConGregate last month, I had a quiet stretch in my room in the early morning and wound up watching GABY (1956), which though I didn’t know it was a remake of Waterloo Bridge.

Leslie Caron plays the eponymous protagonist, a French dancer who fled the Nazi occupation to London after the death of her parents. John Kerr is Greg, an American GI who’s never met anyone so elegant and sophisticated and falls for her like a ton of bricks. Before long, vows are exchanged; I assumed that having married in haste, the drama would come when they repented at leisure (Gaby’s parents are alive and Vichy or something equally shocking). Wrong. After Greg apparently dies on D-Day Gaby, currently unemployed, turns to sex work to support herself. When Greg returns, injured but alive, Gaby is to guilty to live and walks out into a German V-2 rocket bombardment.

Admittedly I wasn’t paying close attention to the film — it’s not that gripping and I was doing other stuff during parts of it — but I was surprised to realize Gaby was selling her body rather than just sleeping around. Maybe it was me not paying attention but it’s possible the Production Code forced the filmmakers to keep things much less obvious than in Waterloo Bridge, especially as Gaby doesn’t pay for her life for her sins. Instead Greg tells her that war is hell, people do terrible things — but it’s over now, let’s put it behind us. “I thought all Americans were divorced?”

My serial watching of Stephen Soderbergh came to a halt when I couldn’t find 2009’s THE GIRLFRIEND EXPERIENCE anywhere streaming. Finally, though, I ordered the DVD. This is one of Soderbergh’s art films (as opposed to crowd-pleasers like Ocean’s Eleven), with porn star Sasha Grey playing a sex worker dealing with men ranging from her slightly jealous live-in boyfriend to a client who might be more to various clients who want to give her advise on investing or better design for her website. As Roger Ebert says, most of them are buying sex but what they really want is to be told how smart they are.

The book Marked Women has a whole chapter on “prostitute as businesswoman” films. These include left-wing critiques showing how capitalism corrupts even sexual relations and those that show sex work is simply work, a job like any other. This film definitely fits the second category: Grey’s character is a businesswoman and her business is considerably safer because she runs it through the Internet (something Samantha Cole brings up in How Sex Changed the Internet and the Internet Changed Sex). Overall, I liked the film, though while I agree with Soderbergh not diving deep into her motives (as he says on the commentary track, it’s too easy to go cliched), the result is that it never gets below the surface of her life. “I’ve told them I can’t make the junket to Vegas.”

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At last, a productive week, though I didn’t produce the things I most wanted to

That is to say, I spent another week without getting any fiction written. I don’t like that, but at least I didn’t just flap and flounder around without accomplishing anything.

I’d intended to spend Wednesday working on short stories. Instead I wound up spending two or three hours checking on which stories had been rejected (in the “if you don’t hear from us, we didn’t take it” mode), then checking out potential markets and resubmitting them. “Mage’s Masquerade” went to Abyss and Apex; “Oh the Places You’ll Go” went to More Distant Shores. I also read a couple of stories from Tuesday’s writing group that I hadn’t been able to listen to (schedule conflicts).

(We went to Costco last weekend. They’re ready for Halloween).

Thursday I’d planned to work on Let No Man Put Asunder. However Trixie got up early again and the lack of any personal space in the early morning does seem to affect my focus. Creativity dissipated and I settled for working The Savage Adventures. I put in two days on that book this week and got my analysis of two years of Doc Savage magazine proofed. If I can work a year a day, I can have the text of the book done this year. Still have to find a cover artist, though my cover concept is simple enough I may try using software to do it myself. If not, I’ll look.

(More Costco Halloween fun. This one actually moves).

I got two articles in at The Local Reporter, one on the ongoing drought here in the Triangle (improved, but not gone), the other on a land-development dispute in Chapel Hill. That one took longer than it should; for some reason I couldn’t seem to shape it in my head. But it’s done, and pay will be forthcoming.

Over at Atomic Junk Shop, I reposted an old post from this blog about Childhood’s End, the book and the miniseries, and some horrendous acts by the US government in the last century. The cover above I believe is by Richard Powers.

Plus I took Plushie in for his regular eye checkup. Everything looks good, which is pleasantly surprising; dogs with glaucoma usually lose the eye within a year and he’s still in good shape after two-plus years. Robust, as our vet says.

Next week, though, I really have to get some fiction done!

Speaking of fiction, if you’re interested in a discount on the sequel to the Ceaseless Way anthology, Become the Sky, the QR code below should take you to a discount offer. No obligation to buy.

The “abrupt embrace of ethics” line is from my short story “Obolos,” a brand new one alongside a reprint of “Backstage With the Hypothetical Dead.” And lots of good stories from other contributors. The cover is by fellow contributor Sonya Lano.

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Plushie meets another dog

Name: Gibson. Like our dogs, attending PT at the local Peak Paws rehab center.

Have a nice day.

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Undead Sexist Cliche: the achievements of “men” uplift the individual “man”

As I’ve written before, that so much of our society embraces a hierarchy of races, genders, religions, etc. is perhaps America’s greatest weakness (though it’s not unique to us). “Back when I was born, every WASP man knew even if he wasn’t at the head of the line, he’d never be at the end of it. Jews, African Americans, Asians, women, they would save him from being a loser. At least, he could imagine so.”

I think that’s one reason for the old line that Americans don’t see themselves as poor, they see themselves as billionaires having an off-year. If a man can look up at the wealthiest people or the Washington power wielders and see men like himself, hey, he’s part of the ruling class! Ditto for white people. Feminism, black power, gay rights, everything that threatens to level the hierarchy, they take that fantasy away. They mean a white man could indeed end up at the bottom of the heap, the biggest loser. And that’s unacceptable.

As I wrote at the link, hierarchy is so bedrock to our culture, many people can’t imagine a world without it. If feminists don’t want men ruling over them, it can’t be that they want equality — they must want to replace men at the top. Hence the many SF stories and dire predictions I’ve seen over the years where feminism really means men will wear aprons, stay home to cook and clean while women go out to office and factory jobs. The hierarchy cannot change, all that matters is who’s on top.

In that light, change is not just about losing power and status, it’s about the fear that if someone else is on top, they’ll be as ruthless as you are, only now you’ll be on the receiving end. Muslims can’t possibly want religious freedom, they must want to establish theocracy, just like conservative Christian leaders (Muslim theocracy is a thing in parts of the world but there’s no sign of American Muslims imposing sharia law).

Another way in which men imagine themselves ennobled by the achievements of other men is when they look back at the past. Who achieved everything? Men. Who performed feats of daring? Men. Who built America? Men, specifically white men (that much of America was literally built by black slave labor goes unmentioned). Any examples to the contrary? Outliers.

So men accomplished everything. According to sexist scholar Roy Baumeister there were no barriers to women doing the same — but why bother when “men will come along and offer sex and you’ll be able to have babies. All that matters is choosing the best offer. We’re descended from women who played it safe.” So the history of male accomplishment proves that men are the superior gender because there were no laws or culture pressures or anything like that restricting women. Which is the equivalent of looking at when the Ivy League didn’t accept women and pointing out that all the Harvard and Yale grads are men.

Like the current hierarchy, some modern men think this endows them with heroic status: they’re men, men created and organized everything, therefore they share in that awesomeness. Never mind they’ve never accomplished anything equivalent. By this thinking, since all the science and crafts and everything were developed by men and built by men and all the innovations were by men (they weren’t), therefore women who assert equality are taking these male fields away from men! Men did all the sciencing ever (this is not true) so by what right do women get to whine about sexism? Wouldn’t society already be egalitarian if women were really equal? Or blacks, or any other group not at the top?

This kind of thinking makes leveling the hierarchy an even longer labor than it has been.

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Stupid counterfactuals, sanewashing and other media-related links

Back in 2007, as Florida Governor Jeb Bush was stepping down and looking at the White House (he tried in 2016 and face-planted), the AP ran a story discussing how different it might be if he’d been president rather than his brother, George W. Jeb was the smart one; maybe he’d have won the war in Iraq (IIRC, there was no suggestion he wouldn’t have fought it), maybe the economy would be booming, etc. Well, maybe; then again, maybe not. This was so speculative I have no idea why it was worth publishing (did Jeb’s press team hand some money under the table?).

Last year Ed Kilgore offered a similar fantasy: wouldn’t we better off if the Toddler won in 2020? He wouldn’t have four years of resentment over losing, wouldn’t have had four years to scheme and adopt Project 2025, Kamala Harris would be completely discredited as a candidate (why other than sexism this is a win — well, other than sexism, it isn’t), the Democrats could have united behind one candidate who could unite the party, VP Mike Pence would be easily beaten … As noted in the comments at the (non-direct) link, there’s no way to be sure things would work out this well. The Toddler might have run for a third term; he might have proven just as terrible; the Republican candidate might not be Pence. There’d be four more years of horrible policies, deeper entrenched — I don’t think things would be better for trans people, immigrants, etc. And, of course, none of this translates into any sort of insight about what the Democrats should have done or should do in the future; the only possible option is to fight hard every election.

Another bad media move is taking anti-vaxxers seriously. For example the writer shaking their head sympathetically (so to speak) when one interviewee says she suspects vaccines caused her kid’s autism and the public health authorities decided she didn’t know what she’s talking about. Well, she doesn’t. Vaccines do not cause autism and the Toddler administration is doing nothing to tackle the issues the writer says MAHA cares about (the cost of medical care, environmental pollutants). More critique here.

See also the perennial problem of sanewashing right-wing propaganda bullshit. Or consider that when NYT reports on the Toddler’s fake charges of vandalism against David Hearn — accused of destroying the reflecting pool that’s the current Toddler obsession — the focus is not on Hearn getting charged by the DOJ to satisfy their whiny boss but on the Toddler’s anger and the conflict in his cabinet. The abuse of power is the story hear; the Times would sooner focus on the cabinet soap opera.

Then there’s the Washington Post ….

Moving away from journalism … ‘“They can’t all be mega-hits” sounds like the most anodyne statement of fact you can imagine and fills some executives with puzzled rage.”

Videogame-based movies can be hugely successful … but will that apply to films based on Asteroids or Pong?

Is it time to bring back old-school professional critics?

Is Netflix releasing all the episodes of entire series in one lump a big mistake?

The Fast and Furious finale is way overdue. Part 2 of 2023’s Across the Spider-Verse hasn’t come out either. James Bond is in limbo. Camestros Felapton wonders what’s up with film franchises?

Ben Shapiro’s Daily Wire isn’t doing well either.

Broadway star power can make a show a hit, but when the star leaves, that can sink a show too.

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People in the news: Dr. Fauci, Sen. Moreno, Sen. Tillis, Todd Blanche

Anthony Fauci has spent a lifetime working in public health. He isn’t perfect. As And the Band Played On discusses, his warnings about AIDS made it sound far more contagious than it really was. Unfortunately, after the Toddler declared that covid was no big deal (despite knowing that it was a deadly threat, as he admitted later), anyone pushing sensible public health measures for a pandemic was the big bad of the age. Last month, Republicans called Dr. Fauci before Congress so they could discuss how awful he was (funny, they’re much more eager to interrogate him than they are the people in the Epstein files).

Suspecting they’d use anything he said against him, Fauci pleaded the Fifth. Even before that, we have Fox News declaring we must make an example of him. Senator Tommy Tuberville, going with conspiracy theories about the origins of covid, declared Fauci should be locked up for killing millions (no, he didn’t). Despite his giving pregnancy advice to Katie Miller, that professional misogynist says Fauci is a narcissist monster. And despite the Toddler repeatedly invoking the Fifth over the years, Republicans are outraged anyone else would do it. RFK Jr simultaneously condemned Fauci for pleading the Fifth and flogged his bullshit book on Fauci.

As Paul Campos says, the Republican view is that Fauci ruined America by mandating such absurd precautions against a disease that was no worse than a bad cold, but he’s also a monster indirectly responsible for spreading a disease that killed millions. No, it doesn’t make sense, but it’s not like they can run on their track record.

Then there’s Sen. Bernie Moreno who declared Fauci is a monster who cannot stay free. By contrast, when his daughter Emily reported that her ex-husband, Rep. Max Miller was violently abusive to her and their daughter, Sen. Moreno said nothing that would endanger Miller’s re-election chances. This week, Moreno changed his tune and called on Miller to resign. My guess is that Moreno hoped Miller could ride out the storm and keep the seat Republican; now that the tide is turning, he wants Miller to step down before it’s too late to take him off the ballot. Meanwhile our president shrugs the charges against Miller off: “I’ve always thought he’s a very good person.” Given how little he cared about the allegations against Justice Brett Kavanaugh and SecDef Pete Hegseth, is anyone surprised?

Speaking of violence against women, it turns out that Daniel Moraff, the consultant who discovered and promoted alleged rapist Graham Platner, has his own alleged history of violence and assault (I believe the allegations).

Last but not least we have North Carolina Sen. Thom Tillis. Since the Toddler forced him out of the race for re-election, Tillis has been showing signs of a spine. That includes questioning the choice of Toddler-toady Todd Blanche as new AG. Blanche assured Tillis and fellow holdout John Cornyn that policies he’d pushed like the Toddler’s slush fund and protecting the Toddler from IRS investigation were now dead. This appears to be baloney; nevertheless, Tillis is now fine with Blanche, just as he was fine with every cabinet pick, including RFK Jr. He even interviewed Pete Hegseth’s sister in law about domestic abuse allegations against Whiskey Pete, talked about how seriously he took that stuff — then voted for Hegseth as SecDef. Which he’s manifestly unqualified for, quite aside from the allegations. Tillis has been critical of the Iran war recently but let’s not forget — his votes helped lead us into it.

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Covers across four genres

First, fantasy by Gervasio Gallardo (review of the book here).

Science fiction by Ed Emshwiller.

Murder mystery by Mitchell Hooks

And social realism (how realistic? I have no idea) by Bob Maguire. Yes that’s the same Fredric Wertham famous for his anti-comics crusading.

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Undead Sexual Cliche: men can never feel safe if women are around

A Baptist News article about Men-Only Christian gyms got me thinking about how some men want a safe space, by which they mean a space free of women.

Conservatives love to shit on the idea of safe spaces — colleges, classes, groups, cons — that don’t tolerate harassment, bullying, hate speech, intimidation, etc. What’s the matter with these liberal wimps? Can’t they exist in the real world? They are, however, very fond of the idea of safe spaces for themselves. As I put it almost a decade ago, “they want the entire world, or all the parts they might use, to be ‘safe.’ And ‘safe’ doesn’t mean ;no death threats, no harassment, no bullying’ it means the absence of anything and everything they dislike. Women. Blacks. Latinos. Gays. Atheists. Muslims.”

Celeste Davis has pointed out that for many men, their homosocial bonds with other men are more important than their relationships with women; they don’t like women and don’t want to be around them. And by “don’t want to be around them,” I mean they don’t want women in sight (possible exceptions: wait staff, family, girlfriends, but not consistent exemptions). Not in their workplace. Not in their online discussions. Not at their sports events. Sometimes they offer flimsy justifications — they can’t complain about you harassing or discriminating against them if they’re not there! — but they often don’t even bother.

Misogynist Warren Farrell, for instance, has declared men in IT are perfectly justified in not wanting women coworkers: “The less safe the environment is for men, the more they will seek little pods of safety like the tech world.” I admire his chutzpah in making a multibillion dollar industry sound like a treehouse some boys erected in the backyard.

As for sports, reporter Julie DiCaro has talked about how men go ballistic hearing her read sports news on the radio — they go to sports to be away from women, dammit! Economist Stephen Moore — misogynist, alleged deadbeat dad and adulterer — had a similar meltdown when a basketball game had a woman referee. He’s also prone to rants about how co-ed games similarly impose on all men, and coed soccer in schools is traumatizing generations of boys. Why must women pollute everything with their girl cooties?

The story about men-only gyms includes a quote from one gym founder that it was just too hard to coexist with women running around the gym stark naked (which, obviously, isn’t what the women were doing). “I had to choose between honoring the Lord, honoring my wife, and guarding my eyes, or training my body. So I quit four gyms.” As the reporter says, there’s no suggestion that he has any duty to honor the women by not seeing them as a piece of meat or by keeping his lust for them in check; it’s his wife that matters. I think this reflects the idea that men’s attraction to women isn’t something they feel as much as something women do to them. Consider the Pence rule, the idea a man should never be alone in an office with a female subordinate or have lunch with one. To avoid scandal. To avoid temptation. To avoid sexually harassing her. Somehow the point of this policy is not that the man can’t control himself, it’s that women are too tempting.

The thing is, as someone observed online recently (I don’t have the link), men are capable of behaving decently. They are capable of being better than the bear (it occurs to me that references to “choose the bear” may look very weird a decade from now. I’m still going to make them). We know because they can treat other men decently, with loyalty, respect, consideration and sympathy. Not always — men gender-policing other men is a thing — but frequently. They can do the same to women, if they choose.

As for male-only spaces, men absolutely have the right to get together for a boy’s night out, for the big game or to have a private guys-only D&D group/cigar club/science club. This does not translate into a right to have anywhere they want to be turned into a no-women-allowed space; guys hanging out at their home is one thing, a bar (or restaurant or sports arena) that bars women is usually illegal.

No Chicks! has more consequences than misogynists admit. The Pence rule, for instance, women out from mentoring sessions, building connections with their boss or having any sort of private. As former Facebook exec Sheryl Sandburg says, if a leader insists on the Pence rule, they should give up on closed-door meetings or one-on-one lunches with anyone, male or female (or intersex for that matter). It’s the only fair way.

Case in point, while working on Undead Sexist Cliches (the book) I came across a story in Harvard Business Review. A man and a woman joined the same investment firm with roughly equivalent qualifications. Suddenly the guy rocketed ahead and acquired all kinds of high-powered clients. Why? It turned out the all-male partners had invited him to play in their all-male racquetball games after work. During one match they’d mentioned a nonprofit that needed a financial manager and suggested he volunteer — lots of important people on the board so he’d make good connections. They’d been rights. The woman was never invited to hang out the same way and never got that kind of tip. That’s why gender segregation matters and why DEI is needed. The partners weren’t consciously trying to give the guy a leg up over the woman but it happened anyway.

I also think segregation matters because it sets up a barrier between men and women that shouldn’t be there. It furthers the idea that women don’t belong in public or to be treated as equals. Not having coed sports cuts off the chance to build male/female friendships (for many misogynists that’s a win). Men who stick to a guys’ only gym for fear of their own lust may never learn to see an attractive woman as anything but The Other, The Temptations, The Vessel of Sin. .

Segregation also matters because it makes male/female relations worse. The men who go to a guys-only gym will probably keep seeing women as The Other, The Temptation, The Danger. It won’t help them learn to see them as people. To paraphrase Fred Clark, assuming men haven’t reached the point where they’re an actual threat, they’d be healthier going bowling with women. Or performing in community theater. Or playing D&D or chess. Bridge the gap. Don’t seal it up tighter.

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A bad book and an evil man: this week’s reading

It took Alan Garner years before he turned out a sequel to wrap up the story he began in Weirdstone of Brisingamen and Moon of Gomrath. Despite my distrust of authors returning to their long-ago early successes I’ve been thinking of reading the sequel; my library doesn’t have it but searching the website turned up Garner’s 2021 novella, THE TREACLE WALKER. Reading it was ninety minutes of my life I’ll never get back.

We open with Joseph, a young farmboy in the 1930s or 1940s, lying at home with a patch over one eye to strengthen the other “lazy” eye. Treacle Walker, the rag and bone man in the neighborhood shows up and suddenly we’re immersed in a strange series of weird, surreal events. Joseph barters with Treacle Walker for a magic stone, discovers his covered eye can see things that aren’t there, falls into a comic strip and talks to a dead man buried in the nearby bog. Which is material that should add up to a fascinating story, but doesn’t. There is no plot to hold everything together, making it just a string of weird, unexplained events. It’s also way too heavy on dialog with minimal detail on setting which as with Owl Service makes it harder to figure out what the heck is going on. I’m baffled by the tons of critical acclaim this got.

THE GIRLS: An All-American Town, a Predatory Doctor, and the Untold Story of the Gymnasts Who Brought Him Down by Abigail Pesta looks at the story of Larry Nassar — a respected doctor who molested hundreds of gymnasts brought to him for help with their injuries — through the stories of some of his victims, from one who may have been his first target through to one of the last one. Pesta shows how Nassar groomed his targets, won over their parents and thrived despite repeated complaints to police, Michigan State University (he was a sports doctor there for years) and gymnastic bodies. In most cases it doesn’t appear there was a coordinated cover-up, just the ubiquity of rape culture: either the gymnasts weren’t believed or the people they reported to didn’t want to rock the boat by confronting someone so respected. The result, of course, was that Nassar operated for years longer; the fact he molested so many girls worked in his favor as many victims assumed his vaginal and anal “treatment” must be legit — all the patients they talked to had been through it. Horrible stuff but a good book.

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Mass murder and an odyssey: movies viewed

GENOCIDE (1968) is the last of that Shochiku boxed set from Japan, and it’s another strange mash-up. An American military plane crashes with a nuke aboard. A search leads to the crew’s bodies but what are the strange marks on their body? The result, it turns out, of a mad scientist (driven insane from her time in a Nazi death camp) scheming to breed a race of deadly venomous insects — not, as her employer assumes, to target Americans but to destroy all of humanity. As if that’s not bad enough, the insects are sentient and want to kill us to save their own kind from nuclear holocaust.

I wouldn’t say the results are good but they are interesting. The end is strikingly anti-American: to destroy the mad doctor’s lab and the insects, the military nukes her island lab without giving the Japanese residents a chance to evacuate. “I just love insects because they never lie.”

I wasn’t particularly excited at the thought of seeing THE ODYSSEY (2026) but TYG liked the idea so I said sure. It turned out much better than I expected.

Based on Homer’s poem (which I’d think obvious, but some of the discussion here indicates not everyone knows it), this tells the story of how Odysseus (a surprisingly effective Matt Damon) won the Trojan War by conceiving the Trojan Horse ruse. The journey home has proven far longer than planned, ending up with him amnesiac on the island of the nymph Calypso (Charlize Theron). The loss of memory is a change from the source as an alternative to him simply spending several years banging Calypso while Penelope (Anne Hathaway) is grieving at home.

Speaking of Penelope, she and Odysseus’ son Telemachus (Tom Holland) have spent the years fending off suitors, most notably the slimy Antinous (Robert Pattinson) from seizing both the throne and the queen of Ithaca. Telemachus heads off for proof of Odysseus’ survival; Antinous decides it would be better if he doesn’t return home. In Odysseus’ flashbacks and the stories Telemachus hears we get the encounters with Polyphemous the Cyclops, the sirens, Scylla and Charybdis and more. Also in the cast: Zendaya as Athena, Elliott Page as a doomed soldier and Lupita N’yongo as both Helen of Troy and her sister Clytemnestra (she’s good-looking enough for Helen and effective as an actor in both).

Overall we really liked this though TYG was put off by the loud soundtrack (it didn’t bother me at all). I was disappointed they didn’t use more of Odysseus’ trickster skills, such as the story of how he tried to avoid going to Troy by pretending to be insane (I’m fond of tricksters — they seemed much more someone I could aspire to be than musclemen like Hector and Achilles). The effort to make the destruction of Troy (this goes with the theory it was all about control of trade routes) a symbol of civilization falling apart didn’t quite work, though it didn’t wreck the movie. If you have three hours to spare, this is worth catching in the theater. “It was the song of all the promises I’d failed to keep.

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