Posts Tagged ‘diversity

08
Aug
24

It’s Another Oz Movie

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It’s another extension of the Wizard-of-Oz franchise! And, I cannot wait to see it! I’m buying advance tickets at the most expensive price I can find because I must be first to support diversity! Just look at the diverse cast in this latest Oz movie! It’s amazing to be working with all of those famous people! Well, I didn’t actually work with them, but I feel so close to them all, just watching their film…because of all the diversity! You’ve never seen such a diverse cast! It’s amazing!

And, I feel just a little nauseous trying to be that enthusiastic about a highly tuned remake of something I already appreciated in a live-action theater, as a musical, without the modernized diversity. Oh, I’m not saying there’s something wrong with diversity…but, too often, it feels forced. And, this is one of those times. I don’t need to rewatch the story with a new cast to support a movement. Nor do I have any confidence that the diverse cast will make the story better than how I last experienced it.

Just like telling yourself you need to eat a salad because it’s healthy for you (when you have no interest in the salad and have not given it any satisfying flavor with the right dressing), this diversity-injected remake isn’t appealing to me…maybe because it comes with a sort of subliminal label. Had this been an original story with a diverse cast, I’d be more intrigued…maybe.

[I’ve seen some “teen lit” films with diverse casts that also scream “diversity movement,” and the “health food” factor, the “token” casting, turns me off. The original West Side Story (movie) had stimulating diversity, and then someone said, “Hey. This isn’t diverse enough. It needs more.” And, I humbly disagreed, but the upgrade to artistic quality was satisfying.]

So…this is awkward. I’m just gonna hop a hot-air balloon out of here, now.

28
Mar
22

Bitter Curtains; the Oscars 2022

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If I could sum up this year’s Oscars in two words, I’d call them

BITTER CURTAINS

There was a nagging unpleasant taste lingering throughout the…er…festivities. And, plenty of women were wearing heaps of fabric like walking CURTAINS. Black was a dominant color, but so was a bright, off-putting yellow. There was exactly one witty comment about the multitude of large dresses, and I cannot remember who said it. But, one young woman “on the red carpet” said the broad dresses were a form of social distancing, keeping others that specified number of feet away from those wearing the dresses. It was a Covid-19-crisis joke, and it was tasteful; amazing.

Beyonce opened the show with a blinding mob in that bright almost citrine yellow; and while she was clearly making a statement about black presence (at the awards), there were plenty of “white” people in her ensemble, including herself if I may be so frank. She has become so blonde and so pale over the years; and, in that piece, she looked like a white Barbie doll. The best part of the whole presentation was her Barbie earrings. The rest I question (including the exposed leg and glittering garter). Was the concept blacks and whites united (and look at my diamond marriage symbols; someone put a ring on it…er, me)? Or, was everyone in that performance supposed to be someone “of color?”

I tend to say trouble comes in/with threes. And, there were 3 female hosts. I expected something to go awry…and it did. But, while much of media focus is on Will and Jada Smith and Chris Rock, it seems no one is even remotely bothered by Regina Hall’s comment about Tammy Fay Baker. And, that bothers ME.

In case it slipped your filtered ears, Regina Hall, who I adore immensely and thought looked more classy than most women at the showing (eh-heh), came out dressed as Tammy Faye Bakker and said she always wanted to play “a crazy white woman.” And, a portion of the audience laughed. Now…with all the talk about so many “bio-pics” being considered for awards and other discussions, why would such a statement be acceptable? With all of the drive to celebrate diversity/inclusion and dismiss conflict, why would a somewhat harsh jab at a Caucasian woman be okay? Will Smith’s enduring wife gets a casual, minor poke at her shaved head, and that’s enough to create the focal point of the awards show. But, one of the female hosts makes a crack about a woman who was the subject matter of a heralded film, and no one does anything? No boos like Will received? Imagine if someone had made a joke about Ray Charles after the movie Ray took home an award or two. Imagine someone putting on big sunglasses and pretending to be blind. How would that fly? Not well, I’d think. I would definitely wince and have a bad taste in my mouth. Which is why I describe this episode in the ongoing series of excessive award presentations as BITTER.

Again, Regina, I adorrrre you. B-But…you also did that Covid-testing/single status bit that was in poor taste, as well! I know plenty are debating what’s safe to joke about…well, what’s not certain or safe. And, you took a chance. But, it wasn’t funny enough to be worthwhile. Bringing all of the feature male stars of current film buzz on stage as dating options while continuing to make filtering comments? Considering the lack of safety precautions at the ceremony, it was risky at best…at best it was risky. [My heart aches…for you.]

Amy Schumer? What a loveable marshmallow. That’s all I can say about her. While she’s been known to say some shocking things (including that bit about Jennifer Lawrence which might have been taken the wrong way if you didn’t know it was a pregnancy joke), she was restrained and extra cute this time. And, I loved it. It’s unfortunate she was the third wheel at a racially-charged spectacle. But, I moderately respect what she did.

It didn’t help seeing Chris Rock…at all. His first line about no one wearing masks…Seth Rogen already used that one at another award show. His whole bit was a pointless injection of black male humor to complement the black female hosts, a desperate hope of perking up the room…and it bombed. [Chris? I know that’s typical you. But, you should have seen this coming. Everyone should have and given you something else to do.]

What was up with the envelopes? At least half of the envelopes seemed to go unseen; there were odd, hasty cuts from nominee lists to the winners coming on stage. Yet, when I thought they were cutting out envelopes for time and/or less mingling of hands and germ concerns, there were envelopes! So, what was going?

There was that “big number” with the cast of Encanto, which cleverly transitioned from not talking about Bruno to celebrating Oscar and the inspiration for the statue. [And, I’d swear a very similar performance appeared in a previous award show. Am I wrong? Is this just deja vu?] But, I think I’ve heard enough about families having to replay kid-friendly movies and their songs over and over and over. It doesn’t help to reference it, one more time, and then indulge the groans with another replay.

The latest James-Bond song? Meh. Of course, it takes the award, and the brother-and-sister artists continue to get pushed up the pedestal of fame for whatever reason. [Remember what little eerie comment Will Smith said during his tearful speech.] I wasn’t impressed. In fact, when Billie said she and her brother had to write the song in the basement of their tour bus?…a tour bus has a basement?…I said, “Yep. And, it shows.” The song sounded like something you’d write in five minutes just to satisfy a commercial. It had a moody beat, trying to match up with Adele’s Skyfall. It had the title in the lyrics. I guess that’s enough. No further creative effort required. [Pathetic.]

Anything else that can be said about the latest award show has already been said.

How many times must we talk about the questionable, professionally made dresses worth more money than they can boast appeal? Of all the women I saw this round, that Ariana DeBose from the remake of West Side Story, with her vibrant red dress and sharp hair style, looked the best…except for the bra section. The bra section of her dress looked like the most minimal nipple caps one could find to cover a nude photo. It was tacky (as were the bra sections of most dresses seen, which isn’t anything new). But, 95 percent of her look…beyond fabulous; she was a fiery goddess. And, while there are those that dress up (Reba M. looking classy and full of fire), there are also the groan-worthy few who dress in some questionable way that gets polite media praise from some while I hold back the vomit. [Ehem. Kristen Stewart. I mean…not like I care or anything…dazed-eyes look away as fingers rake through my hair.]

So, how do we wrap this piece up? Awh. Who cares. By the next awards show, all of this will be a pointless blur. Let’s just evacuate the building, get to some noisy party and drink until we puke and forget why we dressed up for one more round of this superficial, secretly financial crap.

I was looking forward to skipping the whole spectacle, but NASCAR racing was delaying the cartoons I had hoped to watch. So, rather than watch reruns elsewhere, I endured this hot mess.

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10
Sep
21

Isn’t Applauding Ethnicity (Alone) Still Racism?

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I keep hearing and seeing these “historical moments” in which people of any ethnicity other than “Caucasian” get a standing ovation for being featured in something other than an “extra” role in film and television. [Books will come later. Though, there have been authors of various ethnicities for a long time; no one seems to care about this point.] Most recently, Asian film leads are getting plenty of buzz. And, before that revolution, coincidentally after recent history with violence against Asian folks, there was a strong “black” movement in film/television. If you see enough commercials, you see plenty more African-American folks and fewer Caucasian folks.

Cultural diversity is just fine. I get it. Caucasians have been dominant in America for so long, regardless if that dominance includes Caucasians of various nationalities. [No one’s making a fuss about Germans or Irish folks getting more exposure and fame than Polish or Italian folks; are they?] It’s about time someone from a different culture, an immigrant (other than all the other immigrants that have come and gone), achieved some status in the USA, restoring some luster to that old chestnut, the “American dream.” It’s time we discarded the stereotypes of the 1960s and 70s, in which many “black” and Asian folks are in servant roles.

But…ain’t that America?

I mean…if we drop in on China or Japan, you’re not going to see many–if any–Caucasian storytellers or leads in movies. You’re going to see Chinese and Japanese folks. That’s their people. [Of course, you probably won’t see “white” or “black” folks in servant roles, either. Maybe you’ll see some “white” folks looking/acting stupid…but that’s about it. Just sample some Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee films.]

[And, on that note, Jackie Chan has been leading in his films for a long time. And, that’s not just as special or worth applauding? He’s become a star in places other than his own native land without much focus on his ethnicity. What’s special about any other Asian person being a lead actor when you consider someone like him, the somewhat charming stuntman-star? Now…let’s not all go out and do our own stunts; okay? It’s not worth the punishment to the body.]

Is anyone not native to China or Japan going there and making a big, public fuss about being slighted? I probably would fuss if I felt that pressure and scrutiny. I have yet to get there; you tell me.

If a “white” man heads a business or is the most famous actor in some Asian country, that’s news to me. He probably came with a ton of money and investors and bought up the place. Google wasn’t started by a “black” or Asian guy; neither was Amazon.

I am almost certain that MAKING a non-Caucasian person the head of some prominent company in the USA is not going to overturn or end racism. If that individual doesn’t rightfully earn the position, it’s fabricated status. It’s like getting a “participation trophy” or tournament title someone on your team earned for you (because, truthfully, you did nothing). If you apply gold paint to an incompetent laborer, they’re still going to be an incompetent laborer.

[HOWEVER, if you are of a non-Caucasian culture and are DENIED status (or a high-paid position of status) with even the slightest reason being…you’re not “white”…THEN we have a problem that needs to be addressed. And, giving a few “participation” trophies to non-white individuals or rewriting stories about “white” characters isn’t going to solve it.]

I’d like that same concern and respect applied to all nations. But, let’s be honest, again; what are the odds of a “white” man (or woman) easing into some place like Iraq or South Korea and becoming the next big corporate head?…or even the most favored actor (or actress) of that nation? Wouldn’t the “majority” culture of that nation want to represent itself?

Crucial question break. What makes a nation a nation other than it’s native population? [Of course, in the case of “America,” the native population is more like a skid mark left on the roads than a prominent representation of the people. But, that’s an argument for another day. Enjoy your turkeys stuffed with lies.]

If you take away the native population, the founding population, and replace it with a rainbow of cultures, what defines the boundaries or makeup of that nation? If every nation looks like the USA, with every culture on display, what separates that OTHER nation from the USA, good and bad? Wouldn’t all nations lose their importance if we took away cultural significance, cultural distinction? [And, I leave it to you, readers, to figure out if that’s a good or bad thing. Maybe, when we finally get rid of national borders, we might all share ALL of the land, equally? What a crazy, daring notion. It boggles the mind.]

Just…IMAGINE…the recent Tokyo Olympics with all “white” or “black” people running the show. If there had been no natives in kimonos, no kabuki actors or shockingly big and beautiful drums on display, would you even know it was Japan hosting? How can you represent a culture and its history by featuring those who are not of that culture and history?

The Magnificent Seven was originally a story about seven samurai. It was re-written to be a Western, starring Yul Brenner (of all people to play a cowboy). It’s been re-re-written as a Western not that long ago. [Because, in the USA, there’s nothing better than a remake of a remake…… Spoiler alert. Sarcasm!]

While I applaud writers for being creative and turning a samurai story into a Western, I could complain about twisting what was already a good cultural story. But, I’m pretty sure other cultures have turned stories written by non-native people into stories featuring their own ethnicity. I know, for a fact, there’s a Japanese Alice in Wonderland out there (but the protagonist isn’t trying to be THE Alice). At least, the filmmakers of The Magnificent Seven didn’t cast “white” guys to play seven samurai.

The USA just happens to have a Caucasian majority and has brought in people of other nations/cultures. And, that causes no concern…until someone decides to feel slighted or say, “Hey! What about those people? Don’t they deserve something? Where’s their fair share?”

What’s so special about being any ethnicity other than “white” if that’s all there is to the story? And, why not acknowledge what makes the individual special–not including their nationality–if we hope to conquer racism? Isn’t that the goal of ending racism?…recognizing the value of each and every person, regardless of ethnicity? If we spotlight someone for being Asian or “black,” aren’t we contributing to the problem?

Help me define this. Is racism the mistreatment of people sparked by an irrational resentment toward that people (typically a biproduct of simply fearing the unknown, someone or something we have yet to experience and/or understand) or simply the angry rant of someone from a particular ethnicity for being slighted?

Disney didn’t have a bunch of pasty “white” princesses because of some Nazi agenda. And, you can’t tell a story about a poor German girl if she’s not a poor German girl. Sorry if Snow White being a very pale Caucasian woman bothers you; I’d rather not bleach someone to look that white. [I dare anyone to rewrite THAT story with an African-American lead. That’s just ridiculous.]

It becomes a different story when you change the character. Sure, the events might be similar (or even seemingly identical)…regardless if that’s realistic. I get the feeling authors and movie makers are still more concerned about including a cultural face than accurately representing a culture. And, when they are not, the effort to represent a culture washes away the story; we become focused on “this is what it’s like to be a person of the ___ culture” instead of “this is a story about a person named ___.”

[I’ve ranted about this, before. Instead of re-writing previous stories and making a dozen remakes just to satisfy a few people of other cultures who wish to be part of that story, can’t we encourage more creativity and write just as good or better stories that are more original? Can’t we herald someone for that instead of just spending a fortune on repainting something that’s already been done? If not, how long before we don’t even bother reading or watching movies because the stories are all the same, just with different faces?]

When trying to become a famous author, you might hear people say, “Write what you know.” Stan Lee, at Timely/Marvel Comics, helped create a number of Caucasian heroes and heroines before he ever dared to try an African American or Asian one. He also struggled with anything scientific…because he really didn’t know much about the matter! He wrote what he knew and then daringly tried to include other subjects. He could have been heckled and lost his job for trying to properly represent someone of another ethnicity. Surely, mobs could have assembled to complain about the lack of realistic portrayals and returned shredded comic books in crates of excelsior. [See what I did there?]

There are people “out there” who feel a need to give every culture the chance to be everything imaginable. And, that’s fine. But, can’t it be one’s imagination that gets them there? Isn’t imagination a key component to creativity? Aren’t some of the greatest heroes born out of deficiency, lacking something but rising from “nothing” to become great?

I know I don’t look like any of the characters I’ve come to admire, characters I’d dress up as for Halloween. It’s fairly humiliating to dress up as someone with plenty of muscle and a skimpy costume when you typically cover up your pasty, lanky body with loose clothing. It’s silly. But, it’s my imagination that lets me make and don that costume and feel some measure of amusement in it. I can pretend to be the character. I don’t have to be “black” to dress up as the Black Panther, from Marvel Comics, or from the Far East to pretend I have the skills of Bruce Lee. [Coincidentally, I did wear a black cat costume, once. And, now and then, I pretend to be a sort of Bruce Lee, usually making a fool of myself.]

Do I need someone to put MY face or physique on a TV or movie screen to feel accepted?…to feel special? I’m sure it would have an impact. But, I’d probably feel better if I could just interact with people without feeling inadequate or bullied. I don’t think a movie about a guy like me is going to change that. I don’t think starring in a movie is going to suddenly make anyone treat me better–other than the whole “celebrity factor”–or change how people treat guys like me, including me. Especially, under current conditions, with so many shaking their fingers at “the white man.” With such importance placed on hiring and representing people of other cultures, suddenly being the “white guy on the totem pole” is more challenging than ever. Is that ending racism? [Or, am I just the next victim?] Do we all have to become “famous” to find acceptance and be treated nicely?

If we herald someone just for being a different skin tone or gender choice, I think we do as much to cultivate racism as we do to counter it. Only when we acknowledge some value beyond the surface do we ignore and get past it. If we recognize people for their merits and wits, not their appearance, we let racism disappear. It’s easier to lose/forget something when you stop thinking about it, when it’s no longer in your face or discussed at your table.




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