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Year: 2005
Director: Karyn Kusama
Plot: Based on the animated series by Peter Chung, Aeon Flux imagines a future in which 99 percent of the world's population is killed through industrial disease, and the survivors live in a single city that, despite utopian appearances, is quite totalitarian. Disinclined to embrace any particular ideology outside of a hatred for Trevor Goodchild (Marton Csokas), the leader of the council that governs the walled city, hyper-sexualized assassin Aeon Flux (Charlize Theron) seeks to bring about a revolution. Retaining the title character's trademark jet-black hair and sleek, revealing clothing, this film adaptation fleshes out the story behind the sexual and romantic tension between Aeon and Trevor. ~ Cammila Albertson, All Movie Guide
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]]>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 19:09:44 GMTAeon Flux2005Karyn KusamaBased on the animated series by Peter Chung, Aeon Flux imagines a future in which 99 percent of the world's population is killed through industrial disease, and the survivors live in a single city that, despite utopian appearances, is quite totalitarian. Disinclined to embrace any particular ideology outside of a hatred for Trevor Goodchild (<a href="/players/P___223046/default.aspx" style='text-decoration:underline'>Marton Csokas</a>), the leader of the council that governs the walled city, hyper-sexualized assassin Aeon Flux (<a href="/players/P___216257/default.aspx" style='text-decoration:underline'>Charlize Theron</a>) seeks to bring about a revolution. Retaining the title character's trademark jet-black hair and sleek, revealing clothing, this film adaptation fleshes out the story behind the sexual and romantic tension between Aeon and Trevor. ~ Cammila Albertson, All Movie Guide91Tag Target (>10)41532http://www.spout.com/ProductImages/t88402zyyxx.jpghttp://www.spout.com/films/Aeon_Flux/243104/default.aspxFilm http://www.spout.com/groups/Top_5/Re_Top_5_Ass_Kicking_Heroine_Films/190/39333/1/ShowPost.aspx Post By: mercurial
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Body: Let's see: Resident Evil BloodRayne Buffy the Vampire Slayer Aeon Flux Charlie's Angels Messenger: The Story of Joan of Arc Elektra Freeway Coffy Foxy Brown La Femme Nikita / Point of No Return The Long Kiss Goodnight The Quick and the Dead My Super Ex-Girlfriend Cutthroat Island Red Sonja Supergirl Ultraviolet Catwoman Barb Wire Silver Hawk Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon Lady Vengeance For me, I either loved or hated these films. Kill Bill and Alien are probably my favorite female action protagonists.
]]>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 22:19:28 GMTmercurialTop 51/9/2009 5:19:28 PMLet's see: Resident Evil BloodRayne Buffy the Vampire Slayer Aeon Flux Charlie's Angels Messenger: The Story of Joan of Arc Elektra Freeway Coffy Foxy Brown La Femme Nikita / Point of No Return The Long Kiss Goodnight The Quick and the Dead My Super Ex-Girlfriend Cutthroat Island Red Sonja Supergirl Ultraviolet Catwoman Barb Wire Silver Hawk Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon Lady Vengeance For me, I either loved or hated these films. Kill Bill and Alien are probably my favorite female action protagonists. http://www.spout.com/groups/Filmgaming/Re_Cast_BATMAN_3/563/33381/1/ShowPost.aspx Post By: LadyKaede
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Post Date: 8/1/2008 10:22:33 AM
Body: There are several directions the story might take. If the mob as represented in the last two movies morphs into big business, either The Kingpin or a re-imagined Penguin (so called because he is a dandy and wears a tux, perhaps?) might be logical villains. But I think the one thing we can be sure of is that Batman will enter the next movie depressed and bereft. With the demise of Rachel and the disenchantment of Lucius, he’s got nobody left on the Bruce side of his life except Alfred, who can only do so much (and is too easily taken for granted). Bruce is reviled as a wasted twit, and Batman is hated as a cop-killer. I think it’s time to revive the thread from 1992’s Batman Returns in which Batman falls in love with the alter ego of his nemesis, and yes, that means Catwoman. Handling the origins of the character briefly and believably will be the most difficult technical problem, but Chris, Jonathan and David certainly seem up to the task. Early talk on the ’Net of Angelina Jolie for this role is misguided. Unless you put her in full body armor and mask her voice like Darth Vader, no audience will buy it that Batman doesn’t recognize her when she’s on the prowl. What’s required for the role: Someone with a ‘look’ as malleable as Christian Bale’s or Gary Oldman’s. Someone who is age appropriate, but can handle the stuntwork credibly. Someone who can play the line between sanity and madness, perhaps between madness and genius. I give you Charlize Theron, and submit as evidence her work as Aileen Wuornos in 2003’s Monster, and her work as the title character in 2005’s Aeon Flux. I guarantee she would stand up perfectly against Bale whichever masks the two are wearing, and wipe the vision of Halle Barry from our collective memories.
]]>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 14:22:33 GMTLadyKaedeFilmgaming8/1/2008 10:22:33 AMThere are several directions the story might take. If the mob as represented in the last two movies morphs into big business, either The Kingpin or a re-imagined Penguin (so called because he is a dandy and wears a tux, perhaps?) might be logical villains. But I think the one thing we can be sure of is that Batman will enter the next movie depressed and bereft. With the demise of Rachel and the disenchantment of Lucius, he&rsquo;s got nobody left on the Bruce side of his life except Alfred, who can only do so much (and is too easily taken for granted). Bruce is reviled as a wasted twit, and Batman is hated as a cop-killer. I think it&rsquo;s time to revive the thread from 1992&rsquo;s Batman Returns in which Batman falls in love with the alter ego of his nemesis, and yes, that means Catwoman. Handling the origins of the character briefly and believably will be the most difficult technical problem, but Chris, Jonathan and David certainly seem up to the task. Early talk on the &rsquo;Net of Angelina Jolie for this role is misguided. Unless you put her in full body armor and mask her voice like Darth Vader, no audience will buy it that Batman doesn&rsquo;t recognize her when she&rsquo;s on the prowl. What&rsquo;s required for the role: Someone with a &lsquo;look&rsquo; as malleable as Christian Bale&rsquo;s or Gary Oldman&rsquo;s. Someone who is age appropriate, but can handle the stuntwork credibly. Someone who can play the line between sanity and madness, perhaps between madness and genius. I give you Charlize Theron, and submit as evidence her work as Aileen Wuornos in 2003&rsquo;s Monster, and her work as the title character in 2005&rsquo;s Aeon Flux. I guarantee she would stand up perfectly against Bale whichever masks the two are wearing, and wipe the vision of Halle Barry from our collective memories. http://www.spout.com/blogs/karina/archive/2008/7/29/33250.aspx Post By: Karina
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Post Date: 7/29/2008 6:02:36 PM
Body: When I first went to Comic-Con, almost a decade ago, it was purely as a girlfriend. My then-love interest and I had gone to our respective home towns for the summer, and one day he called and asked for my measurements––he was making me an Uhura dress. I understood then that part of my job at Comic-Con was partially to avoid saying anything too cynical or aggressive to his friends from back home (including the girlfriend of his best friend, who went every year in full Slave Leia regalia). But mainly, my job was to look good. I was young, and I went along with it because I was flattered that anyone would actually want to put me on display. Still, I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, and if memory serves, I wasn’t very good at it. I am a girl of varied talents, but that summer I learned that being passive, high-concept arm candy doesn’t make use of any of them. Which is not to say that I had a terrible time; when we got to San Diego, I ditched the boyfriend and found my own niche. I remember there being a fair number of a girlfriends, floating around at various levels of excitement or reluctance, but there were also women who were there because they were active members of one of the communities represented, either as educated consumers or as makers, or both, and across generations, they seemed to be talking to one another. My memory could be fuzzy, but I don’t remember a single booth babe. I do remember a lot of preteens in Sailor Moon suits, but that’s another matter. But blah, blah, blah — times change. From 2000 to 2007, Comic-Con attendance tripled. Studios started to swoop in in earnest around 2001, after X-Men and the ascendancy of sites like Ain’t it Cool taught them the power of the permanent adolescent male market. As long as we’re on the subject of adolescence, if my experience at Comic-Con 2008 is any indication, the options for young girls here have, on the surface, become quite a bit more varied than the either/or between mannequin and active consumer/producer; at the same time, most of these new options seem to amount to little more than one side of that old binary split. Take the two biggest hype magnets of this year’s Con, Twilight and The Watchmen. The former, Catherine Hardwicke’s upcoming fantasy based on the series of vampire novels for young adults, is a phenomenon that may have been represented at the Con eight or ten years ago, but it’s unlikely it would have been given a prime, opening-day slot in Comic-Con’s largest arena before the first film was even released. Certainly, ten years ago, it would have been unthinkable that a session of such prominence would devolve, as this one did, into full-day teen girl swoon fest. Pre-teen femmes (often accompanied by moms) began lining up the night before. They sat through several panels in Hall H before Twilight even began, and practiced their cat calls and shrieks on grown-up hunks like Keanu Reeves and Mark Wahlberg (the latter compared his reception to touring Japan in his days as Marky Mark: “You don’t really say anything and they’re like ‘Oooh’,” he said. “It makes you feel warm in the pants.”) When Twilight time finally came round, the fans didn’t so much ask questions as make mild sexual propositions to the film’s pretty-boy stars, Robert Pattinson and Cam Gigandet, couched in between en masse squeals of barely-pubescent lust. A glance at Kevin’s live blog reveals that the takeaway from the panel came not from the panelists but from the audience: “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” And then there was Watchmen. The footage shown from Zach Snyder’s film on Day Two––almost surely the most buzzed about minutes of Comic-Con 2008––provided one of many opportunities for female actresses to play willingly into their own objectification. That all eyes on were Watchmen may have put a larger spotlight on actresses Carla Gugino and Malin Ackerman than their statements about their characters deserved. Still, it seemed notable that Gugino had virtually nothing to say about Sally Jupiter other than to note her resemblance to a “1940s Vargas girl pinup,” whilst Ackerman bragged that her Laurie Juspeczyk was just like “a real woman, besides the fact that she can kick ass and fight crime.” I honestly can’t figure out if that latter statement was meant as a bubble-burster––”Sorry, boys, but ‘real women’ don’t kill bad guys whilst dressed as strippers”––or if it’s actually an insult to the “real women” who do fight crime for a living. But linguistic clumsiness aside, panel after panel featured actresses, who should have better things to do, endlessly discussing their own physical attributes, as the young men in the audience continually made it clear that this was all they were interested in. When asked how playing the girlfriend role in the third Mummy film differed from her usual day at the office, Maria Bello answered, “Well, I’m not naked in this film!” Cue the smirking slur from a young gentleman in the crowd: “Wow, that was the wrong thing to say. They just lost my ticket.” Even as the changing nature of the action/sci-fi/nerdbait landscape may be opening up more opportunities for a Mila Kunis to take a tertiary role in a film like Max Payne (which allows her to “kick some ass in 5 inch heels,” as she crowed to auto-hoots on Day One), protagonist roles for women in such films have become virtually non-existent. There seem to be just enough to keep Angelina Jolie busy every three years or so in between her persistent stabs at a second Oscar. This is one of the reasons why I was particularly looking forward to the Scream Like a Girl panel. Spike TV sponsored the smaller-than-it-should-have-been event as promo for their new Scream Awards, which moderator Kevin Smith subtitled, “the awards show for people who don’t get laid.” In addition to appearances from comic artist Pia Guerra (prototype of a small sub-sect of Comic-Con lady who should be considered in this conversation but was very peripheral to my experience this year: the Asexual Genius) and actress Lucy Lawless (an even smaller sub-sect: the Indifferent MILF-aged Goddess), the panel hosted two women on polar opposite ends of the Women at Comic-Con problem. At one end of the table sat Gale Ann Hurd, who began her career creating and producing movies like Terminator and Aliens–genre films built around independent women, movies that pretty much aren’t getting made anymore. At the other end: Jamie King, the blonde, willowy former model whose lovely but undeniably unempowered presence graced Sin City and will be part of Frank Miller’s The Spirit. There was nothing like an old-school Gale Hurd production at this year’s Comic-Con. As far as I’m concerned, the fact that Hurd has not produced a female-fronted film since 2005’s box office disaster Aeon Flux (which Hurd insisted over the weekend she is “still very proud of) is directly related to the rise of a kind of starlet like King in these kinds of films. The respective talents and accomplishments of these two women are simply not compatible with each other. What we’re seeing is the ghettoization of the female action star to below-the-title, near-disposable status. Even as eye candy, the sex appeal that many of these girls bring to a given film are just one element of an overall production design designed to keep aural erections intact for the duration. The idea of making a film where women actually look sexy, fight crime and are given the agency of real human beings isn’t even on the minds of those filmmakers who have done it before. At his Terminator press conference, McG recalled that his first film, Charlie’s Angels, was about “breaking down the glass ceiling” to prove that women could front a successful action film. “But I’m a different filmmaker now.” Because that mission was accomplished, or because your incompetent sequel convinced all around that there was no future in it? This paucity of roles for a certain kind of actress became a big theme of Robert Rodrigeuz and Rose McGowan’s panel to announce the production of Red Sonja. The filmmaker and actress, who are famously a couple in real life, both bemoaned the number of “girlfriend roles” McGowan was offered after playing an iconic machine gun-legged, zombie-fighting stripper in Rodriguez’ Planet Terror. In order to help McGowan, the director had to figure out projects to build around her. You want to root for anything that even attempts to breaks out of the sorry mold, but does Rodriguez’ admission that it’s “a geek’s dream to immerse her in this world that I’ve been collecting secretly since adolescence” really do anything to empower McGowan as anything other than hot and pliable to the fantasies sprung from her boyfriend’s arrested development? Does it really make a dent in the wider girlfriend role glass ceiling to get a role by virtue of the fact that you *are* a girlfriend? Maybe it’s best not to dwell on the complicated messages being broadcast from Comic-Con’s stages. After all, all evidence suggests that impressionable young women don’t come to Comic-Con anymore looking for role models––they come to scream and swoon and enact their own version of objectification. After six days in the shit, so to speak, I don’t know if this should make me proud, or if it should make me cry. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog » Karina Longworth
]]>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 22:02:36 GMTKarinaKarina on SpoutBlog7/29/2008 6:02:36 PM When I first went to Comic-Con, almost a decade ago, it was purely as a girlfriend. My then-love interest and I had gone to our respective home towns for the summer, and one day he called and asked for my measurements––he was making me an Uhura dress. I understood then that part of my job at Comic-Con was partially to avoid saying anything too cynical or aggressive to his friends from back home (including the girlfriend of his best friend, who went every year in full Slave Leia regalia). But mainly, my job was to look good. I was young, and I went along with it because I was flattered that anyone would actually want to put me on display. Still, I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, and if memory serves, I wasn’t very good at it. I am a girl of varied talents, but that summer I learned that being passive, high-concept arm candy doesn’t make use of any of them. Which is not to say that I had a terrible time; when we got to San Diego, I ditched the boyfriend and found my own niche. I remember there being a fair number of a girlfriends, floating around at various levels of excitement or reluctance, but there were also women who were there because they were active members of one of the communities represented, either as educated consumers or as makers, or both, and across generations, they seemed to be talking to one another. My memory could be fuzzy, but I don’t remember a single booth babe. I do remember a lot of preteens in Sailor Moon suits, but that’s another matter. But blah, blah, blah — times change. From 2000 to 2007, Comic-Con attendance tripled. Studios started to swoop in in earnest around 2001, after X-Men and the ascendancy of sites like Ain’t it Cool taught them the power of the permanent adolescent male market. As long as we’re on the subject of adolescence, if my experience at Comic-Con 2008 is any indication, the options for young girls here have, on the surface, become quite a bit more varied than the either/or between mannequin and active consumer/producer; at the same time, most of these new options seem to amount to little more than one side of that old binary split. Take the two biggest hype magnets of this year’s Con, Twilight and The Watchmen. The former, Catherine Hardwicke’s upcoming fantasy based on the series of vampire novels for young adults, is a phenomenon that may have been represented at the Con eight or ten years ago, but it’s unlikely it would have been given a prime, opening-day slot in Comic-Con’s largest arena before the first film was even released. Certainly, ten years ago, it would have been unthinkable that a session of such prominence would devolve, as this one did, into full-day teen girl swoon fest. Pre-teen femmes (often accompanied by moms) began lining up the night before. They sat through several panels in Hall H before Twilight even began, and practiced their cat calls and shrieks on grown-up hunks like Keanu Reeves and Mark Wahlberg (the latter compared his reception to touring Japan in his days as Marky Mark: “You don’t really say anything and they’re like ‘Oooh’,” he said. “It makes you feel warm in the pants.”) When Twilight time finally came round, the fans didn’t so much ask questions as make mild sexual propositions to the film’s pretty-boy stars, Robert Pattinson and Cam Gigandet, couched in between en masse squeals of barely-pubescent lust. A glance at Kevin’s live blog reveals that the takeaway from the panel came not from the panelists but from the audience: “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” And then there was Watchmen. The footage shown from Zach Snyder’s film on Day Two––almost surely the most buzzed about minutes of Comic-Con 2008––provided one of many opportunities for female actresses to play willingly into their own objectification. That all eyes on were Watchmen may have put a larger spotlight on actresses Carla Gugino and Malin Ackerman than their statements about their characters deserved. Still, it seemed notable that Gugino had virtually nothing to say about Sally Jupiter other than to note her resemblance to a “1940s Vargas girl pinup,” whilst Ackerman bragged that her Laurie Juspeczyk was just like “a real woman, besides the fact that she can kick ass and fight crime.” I honestly can’t figure out if that latter statement was meant as a bubble-burster––”Sorry, boys, but ‘real women’ don’t kill bad guys whilst dressed as strippers”––or if it’s actually an insult to the “real women” who do fight crime for a living. But linguistic clumsiness aside, panel after panel featured actresses, who should have better things to do, endlessly discussing their own physical attributes, as the young men in the audience continually made it clear that this was all they were interested in. When asked how playing the girlfriend role in the third Mummy film differed from her usual day at the office, Maria Bello answered, “Well, I’m not naked in this film!” Cue the smirking slur from a young gentleman in the crowd: “Wow, that was the wrong thing to say. They just lost my ticket.” Even as the changing nature of the action/sci-fi/nerdbait landscape may be opening up more opportunities for a Mila Kunis to take a tertiary role in a film like Max Payne (which allows her to “kick some ass in 5 inch heels,” as she crowed to auto-hoots on Day One), protagonist roles for women in such films have become virtually non-existent. There seem to be just enough to keep Angelina Jolie busy every three years or so in between her persistent stabs at a second Oscar. This is one of the reasons why I was particularly looking forward to the Scream Like a Girl panel. Spike TV sponsored the smaller-than-it-should-have-been event as promo for their new Scream Awards, which moderator Kevin Smith subtitled, “the awards show for people who don’t get laid.” In addition to appearances from comic artist Pia Guerra (prototype of a small sub-sect of Comic-Con lady who should be considered in this conversation but was very peripheral to my experience this year: the Asexual Genius) and actress Lucy Lawless (an even smaller sub-sect: the Indifferent MILF-aged Goddess), the panel hosted two women on polar opposite ends of the Women at Comic-Con problem. At one end of the table sat Gale Ann Hurd, who began her career creating and producing movies like Terminator and Aliens–genre films built around independent women, movies that pretty much aren’t getting made anymore. At the other end: Jamie King, the blonde, willowy former model whose lovely but undeniably unempowered presence graced Sin City and will be part of Frank Miller’s The Spirit. There was nothing like an old-school Gale Hurd production at this year’s Comic-Con. As far as I’m concerned, the fact that Hurd has not produced a female-fronted film since 2005’s box office disaster Aeon Flux (which Hurd insisted over the weekend she is “still very proud of) is directly related to the rise of a kind of starlet like King in these kinds of films. The respective talents and accomplishments of these two women are simply not compatible with each other. What we’re seeing is the ghettoization of the female action star to below-the-title, near-disposable status. Even as eye candy, the sex appeal that many of these girls bring to a given film are just one element of an overall production design designed to keep aural erections intact for the duration. The idea of making a film where women actually look sexy, fight crime and are given the agency of real human beings isn’t even on the minds of those filmmakers who have done it before. At his Terminator press conference, McG recalled that his first film, Charlie’s Angels, was about “breaking down the glass ceiling” to prove that women could front a successful action film. “But I’m a different filmmaker now.” Because that mission was accomplished, or because your incompetent sequel convinced all around that there was no future in it? This paucity of roles for a certain kind of actress became a big theme of Robert Rodrigeuz and Rose McGowan’s panel to announce the production of Red Sonja. The filmmaker and actress, who are famously a couple in real life, both bemoaned the number of “girlfriend roles” McGowan was offered after playing an iconic machine gun-legged, zombie-fighting stripper in Rodriguez’ Planet Terror. In order to help McGowan, the director had to figure out projects to build around her. You want to root for anything that even attempts to breaks out of the sorry mold, but does Rodriguez’ admission that it’s “a geek’s dream to immerse her in this world that I’ve been collecting secretly since adolescence” really do anything to empower McGowan as anything other than hot and pliable to the fantasies sprung from her boyfriend’s arrested development? Does it really make a dent in the wider girlfriend role glass ceiling to get a role by virtue of the fact that you *are* a girlfriend? Maybe it’s best not to dwell on the complicated messages being broadcast from Comic-Con’s stages. After all, all evidence suggests that impressionable young women don’t come to Comic-Con anymore looking for role models––they come to scream and swoon and enact their own version of objectification. After six days in the shit, so to speak, I don’t know if this should make me proud, or if it should make me cry. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog » Karina Longworth http://www.spout.com/blogs/spoutblog/archive/2008/7/29/33249.aspx Post By: SpoutBlog
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Body: When I first went to Comic-Con, almost a decade ago, it was purely as a girlfriend. My then-love interest and I had gone to our respective home towns for the summer, and one day he called and asked for my measurements––he was making me an Uhura dress. I understood then that part of my job at Comic-Con was partially to avoid saying anything too cynical or aggressive to his friends from back home (including the girlfriend of his best friend, who went every year in full Slave Leia regalia). But mainly, my job was to look good. I was young, and I went along with it because I was flattered that anyone would actually want to put me on display. Still, I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, and if memory serves, I wasn’t very good at it. I am a girl of varied talents, but that summer I learned that being passive, high-concept arm candy doesn’t make use of any of them. Which is not to say that I had a terrible time; when we got to San Diego, I ditched the boyfriend and found my own niche. I remember there being a fair number of a girlfriends, floating around at various levels of excitement or reluctance, but there were also women who were there because they were active members of one of the communities represented, either as educated consumers or as makers, or both, and across generations, they seemed to be talking to one another. My memory could be fuzzy, but I don’t remember a single booth babe. I do remember a lot of preteens in Sailor Moon suits, but that’s another matter. But blah, blah, blah — times change. From 2000 to 2007, Comic-Con attendance tripled. Studios started to swoop in in earnest around 2001, after X-Men and the ascendancy of sites like Ain’t it Cool taught them the power of the permanent adolescent male market. As long as we’re on the subject of adolescence, if my experience at Comic-Con 2008 is any indication, the options for young girls here have, on the surface, become quite a bit more varied than the either/or between mannequin and active consumer/producer; at the same time, most of these new options seem to amount to little more than one side of that old binary split. Take the two biggest hype magnets of this year’s Con, Twilight and The Watchmen. The former, Catherine Hardwicke’s upcoming fantasy based on the series of vampire novels for young adults, is a phenomenon that may have been represented at the Con eight or ten years ago, but it’s unlikely it would have been given a prime, opening-day slot in Comic-Con’s largest arena before the first film was even released. Certainly, ten years ago, it would have been unthinkable that a session of such prominence would devolve, as this one did, into full-day teen girl swoon fest. Pre-teen femmes (often accompanied by moms) began lining up the night before. They sat through several panels in Hall H before Twilight even began, and practiced their cat calls and shrieks on grown-up hunks like Keanu Reeves and Mark Wahlberg (the latter compared his reception to touring Japan in his days as Marky Mark: “You don’t really say anything and they’re like ‘Oooh’,” he said. “It makes you feel warm in the pants.”) When Twilight time finally came round, the fans didn’t so much ask questions as make mild sexual propositions to the film’s pretty-boy stars, Robert Pattinson and Cam Gigandet, couched in between en masse squeals of barely-pubescent lust. A glance at Kevin’s live blog reveals that the takeaway from the panel came not from the panelists but from the audience: “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” And then there was Watchmen. The footage shown from Zach Snyder’s film on Day Two––almost surely the most buzzed about minutes of Comic-Con 2008––provided one of many opportunities for female actresses to play willingly into their own objectification. That all eyes on were Watchmen may have put a larger spotlight on actresses Carla Gugino and Malin Ackerman than their statements about their characters deserved. Still, it seemed notable that Gugino had virtually nothing to say about Sally Jupiter other than to note her resemblance to a “1940s Vargas girl pinup,” whilst Ackerman bragged that her Laurie Juspeczyk was just like “a real woman, besides the fact that she can kick ass and fight crime.” I honestly can’t figure out if that latter statement was meant as a bubble-burster––”Sorry, boys, but ‘real women’ don’t kill bad guys whilst dressed as strippers”––or if it’s actually an insult to the “real women” who do fight crime for a living. But linguistic clumsiness aside, panel after panel featured actresses, who should have better things to do, endlessly discussing their own physical attributes, as the young men in the audience continually made it clear that this was all they were interested in. When asked how playing the girlfriend role in the third Mummy film differed from her usual day at the office, Maria Bello answered, “Well, I’m not naked in this film!” Cue the smirking slur from a young gentleman in the crowd: “Wow, that was the wrong thing to say. They just lost my ticket.” Even as the changing nature of the action/sci-fi/nerdbait landscape may be opening up more opportunities for a Mila Kunis to take a tertiary role in a film like Max Payne (which allows her to “kick some ass in 5 inch heels,” as she crowed to auto-hoots on Day One), protagonist roles for women in such films have become virtually non-existent. There seem to be just enough to keep Angelina Jolie busy every three years or so in between her persistent stabs at a second Oscar. This is one of the reasons why I was particularly looking forward to the Scream Like a Girl panel. Spike TV sponsored the smaller-than-it-should-have-been event as promo for their new Scream Awards, which moderator Kevin Smith subtitled, “the awards show for people who don’t get laid.” In addition to appearances from comic artist Pia Guerra (prototype of a small sub-sect of Comic-Con lady who should be considered in this conversation but was very peripheral to my experience this year: the Asexual Genius) and actress Lucy Lawless (an even smaller sub-sect: the Indifferent MILF-aged Goddess), the panel hosted two women on polar opposite ends of the Women at Comic-Con problem. At one end of the table sat Gale Ann Hurd, who began her career creating and producing movies like Terminator and Aliens–genre films built around independent women, movies that pretty much aren’t getting made anymore. At the other end: Jamie King, the blonde, willowy former model whose lovely but undeniably unempowered presence graced Sin City and will be part of Frank Miller’s The Spirit. There was nothing like an old-school Gale Hurd production at this year’s Comic-Con. As far as I’m concerned, the fact that Hurd has not produced a female-fronted film since 2005’s box office disaster Aeon Flux (which Hurd insisted over the weekend she is “still very proud of) is directly related to the rise of a kind of starlet like King in these kinds of films. The respective talents and accomplishments of these two women are simply not compatible with each other. What we’re seeing is the ghettoization of the female action star to below-the-title, near-disposable status. Even as eye candy, the sex appeal that many of these girls bring to a given film are just one element of an overall production design designed to keep aural erections intact for the duration. The idea of making a film where women actually look sexy, fight crime and are given the agency of real human beings isn’t even on the minds of those filmmakers who have done it before. At his Terminator press conference, McG recalled that his first film, Charlie’s Angels, was about “breaking down the glass ceiling” to prove that women could front a successful action film. “But I’m a different filmmaker now.” Because that mission was accomplished, or because your incompetent sequel convinced all around that there was no future in it? This paucity of roles for a certain kind of actress became a big theme of Robert Rodrigeuz and Rose McGowan’s panel to announce the production of Red Sonja. The filmmaker and actress, who are famously a couple in real life, both bemoaned the number of “girlfriend roles” McGowan was offered after playing an iconic machine gun-legged, zombie-fighting stripper in Rodriguez’ Planet Terror. In order to help McGowan, the director had to figure out projects to build around her. You want to root for anything that even attempts to breaks out of the sorry mold, but does Rodriguez’ admission that it’s “a geek’s dream to immerse her in this world that I’ve been collecting secretly since adolescence” really do anything to empower McGowan as anything other than hot and pliable to the fantasies sprung from her boyfriend’s arrested development? Does it really make a dent in the wider girlfriend role glass ceiling to get a role by virtue of the fact that you *are* a girlfriend? Maybe it’s best not to dwell on the complicated messages being broadcast from Comic-Con’s stages. After all, all evidence suggests that impressionable young women don’t come to Comic-Con anymore looking for role models––they come to scream and swoon and enact their own version of objectification. After six days in the shit, so to speak, I don’t know if this should make me proud, or if it should make me cry. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog
]]>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 22:00:43 GMTSpoutBlogSpoutBlog on spout.com7/29/2008 6:00:43 PM When I first went to Comic-Con, almost a decade ago, it was purely as a girlfriend. My then-love interest and I had gone to our respective home towns for the summer, and one day he called and asked for my measurements––he was making me an Uhura dress. I understood then that part of my job at Comic-Con was partially to avoid saying anything too cynical or aggressive to his friends from back home (including the girlfriend of his best friend, who went every year in full Slave Leia regalia). But mainly, my job was to look good. I was young, and I went along with it because I was flattered that anyone would actually want to put me on display. Still, I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, and if memory serves, I wasn’t very good at it. I am a girl of varied talents, but that summer I learned that being passive, high-concept arm candy doesn’t make use of any of them. Which is not to say that I had a terrible time; when we got to San Diego, I ditched the boyfriend and found my own niche. I remember there being a fair number of a girlfriends, floating around at various levels of excitement or reluctance, but there were also women who were there because they were active members of one of the communities represented, either as educated consumers or as makers, or both, and across generations, they seemed to be talking to one another. My memory could be fuzzy, but I don’t remember a single booth babe. I do remember a lot of preteens in Sailor Moon suits, but that’s another matter. But blah, blah, blah — times change. From 2000 to 2007, Comic-Con attendance tripled. Studios started to swoop in in earnest around 2001, after X-Men and the ascendancy of sites like Ain’t it Cool taught them the power of the permanent adolescent male market. As long as we’re on the subject of adolescence, if my experience at Comic-Con 2008 is any indication, the options for young girls here have, on the surface, become quite a bit more varied than the either/or between mannequin and active consumer/producer; at the same time, most of these new options seem to amount to little more than one side of that old binary split. Take the two biggest hype magnets of this year’s Con, Twilight and The Watchmen. The former, Catherine Hardwicke’s upcoming fantasy based on the series of vampire novels for young adults, is a phenomenon that may have been represented at the Con eight or ten years ago, but it’s unlikely it would have been given a prime, opening-day slot in Comic-Con’s largest arena before the first film was even released. Certainly, ten years ago, it would have been unthinkable that a session of such prominence would devolve, as this one did, into full-day teen girl swoon fest. Pre-teen femmes (often accompanied by moms) began lining up the night before. They sat through several panels in Hall H before Twilight even began, and practiced their cat calls and shrieks on grown-up hunks like Keanu Reeves and Mark Wahlberg (the latter compared his reception to touring Japan in his days as Marky Mark: “You don’t really say anything and they’re like ‘Oooh’,” he said. “It makes you feel warm in the pants.”) When Twilight time finally came round, the fans didn’t so much ask questions as make mild sexual propositions to the film’s pretty-boy stars, Robert Pattinson and Cam Gigandet, couched in between en masse squeals of barely-pubescent lust. A glance at Kevin’s live blog reveals that the takeaway from the panel came not from the panelists but from the audience: “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” And then there was Watchmen. The footage shown from Zach Snyder’s film on Day Two––almost surely the most buzzed about minutes of Comic-Con 2008––provided one of many opportunities for female actresses to play willingly into their own objectification. That all eyes on were Watchmen may have put a larger spotlight on actresses Carla Gugino and Malin Ackerman than their statements about their characters deserved. Still, it seemed notable that Gugino had virtually nothing to say about Sally Jupiter other than to note her resemblance to a “1940s Vargas girl pinup,” whilst Ackerman bragged that her Laurie Juspeczyk was just like “a real woman, besides the fact that she can kick ass and fight crime.” I honestly can’t figure out if that latter statement was meant as a bubble-burster––”Sorry, boys, but ‘real women’ don’t kill bad guys whilst dressed as strippers”––or if it’s actually an insult to the “real women” who do fight crime for a living. But linguistic clumsiness aside, panel after panel featured actresses, who should have better things to do, endlessly discussing their own physical attributes, as the young men in the audience continually made it clear that this was all they were interested in. When asked how playing the girlfriend role in the third Mummy film differed from her usual day at the office, Maria Bello answered, “Well, I’m not naked in this film!” Cue the smirking slur from a young gentleman in the crowd: “Wow, that was the wrong thing to say. They just lost my ticket.” Even as the changing nature of the action/sci-fi/nerdbait landscape may be opening up more opportunities for a Mila Kunis to take a tertiary role in a film like Max Payne (which allows her to “kick some ass in 5 inch heels,” as she crowed to auto-hoots on Day One), protagonist roles for women in such films have become virtually non-existent. There seem to be just enough to keep Angelina Jolie busy every three years or so in between her persistent stabs at a second Oscar. This is one of the reasons why I was particularly looking forward to the Scream Like a Girl panel. Spike TV sponsored the smaller-than-it-should-have-been event as promo for their new Scream Awards, which moderator Kevin Smith subtitled, “the awards show for people who don’t get laid.” In addition to appearances from comic artist Pia Guerra (prototype of a small sub-sect of Comic-Con lady who should be considered in this conversation but was very peripheral to my experience this year: the Asexual Genius) and actress Lucy Lawless (an even smaller sub-sect: the Indifferent MILF-aged Goddess), the panel hosted two women on polar opposite ends of the Women at Comic-Con problem. At one end of the table sat Gale Ann Hurd, who began her career creating and producing movies like Terminator and Aliens–genre films built around independent women, movies that pretty much aren’t getting made anymore. At the other end: Jamie King, the blonde, willowy former model whose lovely but undeniably unempowered presence graced Sin City and will be part of Frank Miller’s The Spirit. There was nothing like an old-school Gale Hurd production at this year’s Comic-Con. As far as I’m concerned, the fact that Hurd has not produced a female-fronted film since 2005’s box office disaster Aeon Flux (which Hurd insisted over the weekend she is “still very proud of) is directly related to the rise of a kind of starlet like King in these kinds of films. The respective talents and accomplishments of these two women are simply not compatible with each other. What we’re seeing is the ghettoization of the female action star to below-the-title, near-disposable status. Even as eye candy, the sex appeal that many of these girls bring to a given film are just one element of an overall production design designed to keep aural erections intact for the duration. The idea of making a film where women actually look sexy, fight crime and are given the agency of real human beings isn’t even on the minds of those filmmakers who have done it before. At his Terminator press conference, McG recalled that his first film, Charlie’s Angels, was about “breaking down the glass ceiling” to prove that women could front a successful action film. “But I’m a different filmmaker now.” Because that mission was accomplished, or because your incompetent sequel convinced all around that there was no future in it? This paucity of roles for a certain kind of actress became a big theme of Robert Rodrigeuz and Rose McGowan’s panel to announce the production of Red Sonja. The filmmaker and actress, who are famously a couple in real life, both bemoaned the number of “girlfriend roles” McGowan was offered after playing an iconic machine gun-legged, zombie-fighting stripper in Rodriguez’ Planet Terror. In order to help McGowan, the director had to figure out projects to build around her. You want to root for anything that even attempts to breaks out of the sorry mold, but does Rodriguez’ admission that it’s “a geek’s dream to immerse her in this world that I’ve been collecting secretly since adolescence” really do anything to empower McGowan as anything other than hot and pliable to the fantasies sprung from her boyfriend’s arrested development? Does it really make a dent in the wider girlfriend role glass ceiling to get a role by virtue of the fact that you *are* a girlfriend? Maybe it’s best not to dwell on the complicated messages being broadcast from Comic-Con’s stages. After all, all evidence suggests that impressionable young women don’t come to Comic-Con anymore looking for role models––they come to scream and swoon and enact their own version of objectification. After six days in the shit, so to speak, I don’t know if this should make me proud, or if it should make me cry. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog http://www.spout.com/groups/Weekly_Theme/Re_Weekly_Theme_for_June_30_Post_Apocalyptic_Funt/625/31934/1/ShowPost.aspx Post By: mercurial
Post To: Weekly Theme
Post Date: 6/30/2008 7:28:13 PM
Body: So many fun little features to choose from, where ever shall I begin? Undeniably the best (or just the most pervasive) films about living in a post-apocalyptic society are: Battle Royale The Matrix Mad Max, The Road Warrior & Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome 12 Monkeys & La Jetee Delicatessen & The City of Lost Children Those straddling the line with extreme lovers and haters: Reign of Fire Tank Girl The Omega Man I Am Legend The Day After Tomorrow Waterworld Akira Doomsday Southland Tales The Matrix Reloaded & The Matrix Revolutions And those that have been cast into the gallows of film history: Titan A.E. Aeon Flux (the movie, not the television series) The Postman Teenage Caveman Battlefield Earth Lastly, Wall-E, which is apparently the best movie ever. I haven't had a chance to see it yet. And The Road, which has yet to come out yet, but after having read the book I am utterly certain the film will be incredible.
]]>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 23:28:13 GMTmercurialWeekly Theme6/30/2008 7:28:13 PMSo many fun little features to choose from, where ever shall I begin? Undeniably the best (or just the most pervasive) films about living in a post-apocalyptic society are: Battle Royale The Matrix Mad Max, The Road Warrior &amp; Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome 12 Monkeys &amp; La Jetee Delicatessen &amp; The City of Lost Children Those straddling the line with extreme lovers and haters: Reign of Fire Tank Girl The Omega Man I Am Legend The Day After Tomorrow Waterworld Akira Doomsday Southland Tales The Matrix Reloaded &amp; The Matrix Revolutions And those that have been cast into the gallows of film history: Titan A.E. Aeon Flux (the movie, not the television series) The Postman Teenage Caveman Battlefield Earth Lastly, Wall-E, which is apparently the best movie ever. I haven't had a chance to see it yet. And The Road, which has yet to come out yet, but after having read the book I am utterly certain the film will be incredible. http://www.spout.com/blogs/spoutblog/archive/2008/4/23/27702.aspx Post By: SpoutBlog
Post To: SpoutBlog on spout.com
Post Date: 4/23/2008 2:00:43 PM
Body: Discussion of this summer’s heroine lack is in full throttle. Last friday, New York’s Vulture blog asked, “Where are the Roles for Superwomen?; Stu at Defamer jumped off from there, ultimately suggesting an X-Men spin-off for Ellen Page; John at The Movie Blog listed reasons “Why Most Female Lead Action Films Don’t Succeed” (shocker: men can’t identify with or believe in strong — and strong — female characters). Now, adding to the conversation in the least noble way possible, USA Weekend presents the appropriately titled “Girls Want to Have Fun, Too”, a cover story (with the least flattering photos I’ve ever seen) from its summer movie preview that spotlights Gwyneth Paltrow, Maggie Gyllenhaal and Liv Tyler as the “leading ladies” of the season’s three big comic book adaptations. Of course, each of these three actresses are only secondary figures to their superhero counterparts (in Iron Man, The Dark Knight and The Incredible Hulk, respectively). But that’s not the worst of it: the women are asked what kind of super powers they would like to have in real life (how about in movie life, as in what superheroine they’d like to play?), and when questioned on the subject of women’s roles in superhero movies, each suggests that we’ve seen great progress: How do you think women have changed in these kind of films over the years? Gwyneth: There’s a reason why they’re hiring actresses like us. We’re all women, we’re all mothers, and we all normally do different films. There’s a certain understanding of who we are and what we bring and a certain respect for that. Maggie: Twenty or 30 years ago, the women in these films were vapid and just appeared for extra silliness. Liv: In all these films, our characters have real jobs and really fall in love and have real dilemmas. When you look at the history of the comic books, the women also have changed. Well, maybe none of them has to suffer a wet t-shirt scene, ala Kirsten Dunst in Spider-Man, but that doesn’t mean things are truly better. Really, it would be much better if the women in these kinds of movies were the actual leads. And it’s not like we’ve never seen a great action heroine — two of the greatest action films of all time, Aliens and Terminator 2, both directed by James Cameron, feature non-sexualized, kick-ass female leads. Plus, as silly as they come, movies like Charlie’s Angels, Kill Bill, Lara Craft: Tomb Raider, Underworld and Resident Evil have shown that sexy female-led action films can be relatively successful, too. So, why does it still take forever to get a Wonder Woman film off the ground? (The rumored re-cancellation of Warner Bros.’ Justice League movie is another bad sign for that one). Why are there no female spin-offs from the X-Men movies? Is Hollywood really dumb enough to think the disappointments of Catwoman, Aeon Flux, Elektra, Supergirl, Barb Wire, etc. can be blamed on the gender of their stars? Just as many male-led superhero movies have been terrible, right? OK, so let’s compromise, at least. Give us a movie were there’s at least a male-female superduo, like Cloak and Dagger or even The Wonder Twins. Or give Wolverine a sidekick, either Kitty Pryde or Jubilee, in his next solo outing. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog
]]>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 18:00:43 GMTSpoutBlogSpoutBlog on spout.com4/23/2008 2:00:43 PM Discussion of this summer’s heroine lack is in full throttle. Last friday, New York’s Vulture blog asked, “Where are the Roles for Superwomen?; Stu at Defamer jumped off from there, ultimately suggesting an X-Men spin-off for Ellen Page; John at The Movie Blog listed reasons “Why Most Female Lead Action Films Don’t Succeed” (shocker: men can’t identify with or believe in strong — and strong — female characters). Now, adding to the conversation in the least noble way possible, USA Weekend presents the appropriately titled “Girls Want to Have Fun, Too”, a cover story (with the least flattering photos I’ve ever seen) from its summer movie preview that spotlights Gwyneth Paltrow, Maggie Gyllenhaal and Liv Tyler as the “leading ladies” of the season’s three big comic book adaptations. Of course, each of these three actresses are only secondary figures to their superhero counterparts (in Iron Man, The Dark Knight and The Incredible Hulk, respectively). But that’s not the worst of it: the women are asked what kind of super powers they would like to have in real life (how about in movie life, as in what superheroine they’d like to play?), and when questioned on the subject of women’s roles in superhero movies, each suggests that we’ve seen great progress: How do you think women have changed in these kind of films over the years? Gwyneth: There’s a reason why they’re hiring actresses like us. We’re all women, we’re all mothers, and we all normally do different films. There’s a certain understanding of who we are and what we bring and a certain respect for that. Maggie: Twenty or 30 years ago, the women in these films were vapid and just appeared for extra silliness. Liv: In all these films, our characters have real jobs and really fall in love and have real dilemmas. When you look at the history of the comic books, the women also have changed. Well, maybe none of them has to suffer a wet t-shirt scene, ala Kirsten Dunst in Spider-Man, but that doesn’t mean things are truly better. Really, it would be much better if the women in these kinds of movies were the actual leads. And it’s not like we’ve never seen a great action heroine — two of the greatest action films of all time, Aliens and Terminator 2, both directed by James Cameron, feature non-sexualized, kick-ass female leads. Plus, as silly as they come, movies like Charlie’s Angels, Kill Bill, Lara Craft: Tomb Raider, Underworld and Resident Evil have shown that sexy female-led action films can be relatively successful, too. So, why does it still take forever to get a Wonder Woman film off the ground? (The rumored re-cancellation of Warner Bros.’ Justice League movie is another bad sign for that one). Why are there no female spin-offs from the X-Men movies? Is Hollywood really dumb enough to think the disappointments of Catwoman, Aeon Flux, Elektra, Supergirl, Barb Wire, etc. can be blamed on the gender of their stars? Just as many male-led superhero movies have been terrible, right? OK, so let’s compromise, at least. Give us a movie were there’s at least a male-female superduo, like Cloak and Dagger or even The Wonder Twins. Or give Wolverine a sidekick, either Kitty Pryde or Jubilee, in his next solo outing. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog http://www.spout.com/blogs/chrismorrell/archive/2008/1/20/24131.aspx Post By: chrismorrell
Post To: chrismorrell Blog
Post Date: 1/20/2008 10:09:12 PM
Body: It's the future , you know when everyone is dead from the virus that swept the Earth, with only the fourth generation of clones still searching for a cure, headed by some ,megla -maniac...and here she comes,the highly trained 'uberbabe' in specially designed catsuit to assassinate the guy , but , of course, it turns out that she used to.....oh whats the point ..another 'graphic novel' ,dystopian nightmare futurescape,martial arts yada yada yada how many more of these are there?..turn on the commentaries and maybe salvage some entertainment value...how they found the locations and designed the costumes is more interesting than the movie...
]]>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 03:09:12 GMTchrismorrellchrismorrell Blog1/20/2008 10:09:12 PMIt&#39;s the future , you know when everyone is dead from the virus that swept the Earth, with only the fourth generation of clones still searching for a cure, headed by some ,megla -maniac...and here she comes,the highly trained &#39;uberbabe&#39; in specially designed catsuit to assassinate the guy , but , of course, it turns out that she used to.....oh whats the point ..another &#39;graphic novel&#39; ,dystopian nightmare futurescape,martial arts yada yada yada how many more of these are there?..turn on the commentaries and maybe salvage some entertainment value...how they found the locations and designed the costumes is more interesting than the movie... http://www.spout.com/blogs/davisfreeberg/archive/2006/9/8/2883.aspx Post By: davisfreeberg
Post To: Davis Freeberg's DVD AllStars
Post Date: 9/8/2006 9:52:00 PM
Body: Before I saw this film everybody told me how bad it was. I almost didn't see it but I like comic book type movies so I saw it anyway. While there were some problems with the plot and the movie did have a habit of not revealing enough information, I still thought it was a good flick. The action scenes are heartstopping and the special effects are amazing. The plot is at least thought provoking, although the acting could have used some improvement. While it wasn't the best film I've seen, it all around really wasn't that bad either. I can understand why it wouldn't win any academy awards, but in the sci-fi genre I've certainly seen films that were much worse. Overall the film moves fast and it's well filmed. If you can get past the funky outfits then you'll find it enjoyable.
]]>Sat, 09 Sep 2006 01:52:00 GMTdavisfreebergDavis Freeberg's DVD AllStars9/8/2006 9:52:00 PMBefore I saw this film everybody told me how bad it was. I almost didn't see it but I like comic book type movies so I saw it anyway. While there were some problems with the plot and the movie did have a habit of not revealing enough information, I still thought it was a good flick. The action scenes are heartstopping and the special effects are amazing. The plot is at least thought provoking, although the acting could have used some improvement. While it wasn't the best film I've seen, it all around really wasn't that bad either. I can understand why it wouldn't win any academy awards, but in the sci-fi genre I've certainly seen films that were much worse. Overall the film moves fast and it's well filmed. If you can get past the funky outfits then you'll find it enjoyable. http://www.spout.com/members/0/tags/love/MemberTagFilms.aspxlove
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