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Rebecca Rose
06 May 2030 @ 02:53 pm
So I've decided that I want to read 52 books this year. Mostly because I used to read voraciously, at least 52 books a year, usually more like 100-200. No, I'm not kidding. And then I grew up and moved out and could be online whenever I wanted, and that became my time-passing strategy.

Now, I'm not saying the internet's bad, just that I miss reading as much as I used to. So I've decided that I will read the equivalent of at least one book a week, this year (yes, starting from January - I've got a pretty good start, so it's all good) and write a review of each book here.

That does mean I'm behind on reviews - I have probably about 12 or so to write. On the upside, however, most of these were books I've read before, so I'm familiar with them and what I like and don't like about each.

This is going to be my master list - both books I've already read and the books on my reading list, with links to the reviews. This project of mine doesn't require the books to be books I haven't read, and a lot of the ones on here, especially early on (almost all the Tortall books, for example) are books I've read and loved for a long time. This is just encouragement to read. And if I top 52 books... well, I'm doing pretty good for myself. So, without further ado, I present to you...

The List

The 52 Books Project )
 
 
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Rebecca Rose
02 July 2009 @ 08:44 am
So today is going to suck. How do I know?

Well, it's nine in the morning and I've already been awake for eight hours, for one. I went to take a half hour nap at 6:00, and apparently couldn't be roused at all when that half hour was up. Apparently putting "Pretty When You Cry" on a loop when I fall asleep is the key to coma-like sleep. But that meant that I had a nice full night of sleep... by one in the morning. And I had meant to do some threading with Chris, because... well, I'm a mod over at AA, and Jackie was all fuzzy-headed, so I was going to do the Oracle for her. And then I passed out. And that made me cranky.

And then I was trying to do something with iMovie and it FUCKED UP BIG TIME and kept eating what I was doing.

And then I ran for food once Aub got up. Fine, fine. Except that I dropped my fries. And every last one fell into the couch. And that made me cry. I don't like crying over spilt chips. And somehow that made me completely lose my appetite, so I'm staring at my chicken sandwich knowing I'm going to be hungry soon, and that I don't want to waste this money, so I should eat it, but I'm no longer hungry, even though I was ravenous half an hour ago.

On top of that, Ace apparently wants to make it better by climbing in my lap. GAH.

(slightly better after having a rant about how Moffat may be a jackass, but that Sally Sparrow settling down with Larry at the end of "Blink" does not a) make him a misogynist bastard, or b) negate Sally as a strong female character who can take care of herself. He may well BE a misogynistic bastard, but that type of guy usually can't write women who can take care of themselves without being frigid dyke bitches, and strong female characters are allowed to be in love and WANT to settle down and shutting up now.)
 
 
Rebecca Rose
29 June 2009 @ 10:12 am
HOKAY SO. I had the sudden urge to track down one of my all-time favourite "fucked-up relationship" mix - a Draco/Hermione playlist that had VAST's "Pretty When You Cry" and Sugarcult's "Pretty Girl (The Way)" on it, that I lost some years back, though I've always managed to hold on to those two songs. And, lo and behold, I actually FOUND the original fanmix-comm post of it! The links are, obviously, not active (it went up in late 2005), and the art is long gone (which is sad - it was AWESOME art), but the list of songs is still there!

And, because I know y'all love me, I'm going to list the songs I don't have, and hope that y'all might be able to hook me up with at least some of them! :D

Weakness, by Forty Foot Echo
Eden, by Sarah Brightman & Gregoran Chanters
Fallen, by Pitty Sing
Come Get Some, by Rooster
Mine, by Savage Garden
They All Fall Down, by SR-71
Somewhere, by Within Temptation

If any of you has any of these songs, PLEEEEEEASE upload them for me? I would be forever grateful. :D
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Rebecca Rose
24 June 2009 @ 02:59 am
So, there's this guy who works the overnight shift at the Jack-in-the-Box down the street. Since... pretty much the first time he realised he recognized me, he has flirted with me. For a couple weeks, I thought it was kinda cute, and then I started getting uncomfortable with it. But then, me being me, I kept smiling (though I didn't engage as much) and being friendly and never said anything.

Tonight, though, I changed my mind. 'Cause see, this guy (we don't even know each other's names) has never asked for my number. He's never tried to give me his number, or see me when he's not working. The most he's done is give me... an extra patty on my burger, or an extra chicken strip. Mostly he's just friendly and a teensy bit flirty and then we go on our own ways. And it occurred to me that I don't know if this guy is married or dating someone. He might be single, but why does he have to be? I'm just a pretty girl who always has a smile and a nice thing to say who comes through sometimes on his long overnight shift. And y'know what? I'd flirt a little if a cute girl came through and I was stuck there, too. It's just him and the cook, most nights. And not an over abundance of people coming for food. It's gotta get pretty boring and tedious.

So I've decided to cut him a break and just let him have his little flirt for a minute when I come through the line. It won't kill me.

I'm not saying that he's RIGHT to flirt, or that everyone has to be comfortable with it, mind. I'm just saying that he DOES flirt, and that I've actually given it a little thought and am suddenly not as bothered by it as I was. :) I kinda like not being bothered.
 
 
Rebecca Rose
21 June 2009 @ 01:44 pm
Am very sick. Happened v. suddenly. I was buying new fishnets for tonight's Repo! and was fine. I went to get food and was fine. I sat down with said food and started feeling really nauseous. Took a couple bites and was ill, then felt better. Finished burrito, stood up to go back to car, and about fell over. Almost passed out driving home. Am still dizzy and lightheaded. Can't go to last shows at Chandler Cinemas. Am not happy.

*sulk*
 
 
set the mood: sick
 
 
Rebecca Rose
21 June 2009 @ 05:21 am
Okay. So. This is a fic I wrote whilst v. drunk. It's bad. I am still drunk and I know it's bad. The thing is that it's supposed to be bad. But Aubrey laughed enough whilst reading it that I felt I should share it with the rest of the internet while I'm still drunk and thus less likely to say no and run away and delete it without sharing the ridiculousness.

Title: Untitled
Fandom: Star Trek (AU Film)
Pairing: Spock/Kirk
Summary: ...I was drunk and wrote purposefully bad Spock/Kirk. WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Rating: PG-13, surprisingly. There's a bit of a technical description of a blowjob, but nothing else explicit.

...I must be insane to share this piece of crap )
 
 
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Rebecca Rose
15 June 2009 @ 07:17 am
So. I have a girlfriend who's dealing with chronic back pain. It seems to be ranging from merely annoying and irritating to pretty much incapacitating. We're working with limited funds and no idea about doctors, though I'm looking into that. OTC pain killers pretty much don't do anything.

Has anyone had to deal with back pain without professional help and found ways to manage it? I want to get her to a chiropractor as soon as I can, but we're also trying to get her insurance ironed out first, and that requires her dad to come through on some stuff. There's a lot of stuff out there, and obviously not all of it's going to work, and I'd like to know what other people have found to be helpful before trying something out.

Thanks, all.
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Rebecca Rose
15 June 2009 @ 01:23 am
Even hours later, I am still pissed about this.

Aub and I went to Tempe Marketplace, this outdoor mall, to get free wi-fi because Jackie was asleep, the router was being a bit crazy, and we needed to get out anyway. So we were sitting outdoors, at a table outside the coffee shop, getting their free wi-fi. These two guys - your generic asshole type, with the Abercrombie polos with the collars popped up and all - get out of the movie theatre and are heading past us. They're looking at us, leering really, and we're both watching them warily, expecting SOME sort of comment.

No comment. Not a word. One of the guys just reaches out and SCRITCHES MY HEAD AS THEY PASS.

I was in so much shock that I couldn't even punch the guy in the nads like I wanted to afterwards. My shock lasted a few seconds, before I turned around and shouted "Hands you yourself, motherfucker!" at him. According to Aubrey, he and his friend turned around and started heading back, but they probably caught her deathglare and thought the better of it and continued to the parking lot.

Just. What the FUCK gives these guys the idea that it's okay to just touch someone like that? If I were a guy, they wouldn't have touched me. Just because I have boobs, they seem to think this is an open invitation to touch my head because I buzzed my hair? What the ever-loving fuck gives them this idea? Why the FUCKING HELL WOULD THAT BE OKAY?

FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOUR FUCKING MALE PRIVILEGE AND ENTITLEMENT ISSUES. JUST BECAUSE I HAVE BOOBS AND YOU HAVE A DICK DOES NOT MEAN YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME WITHOUT MY EXPRESS PERMISSION YOU GODS-DAMNED SON OF A BITCH.

God. I am SO not okay. I was having issues with a jokingly stated "It's not rape if you don't say no!" statement from a few days ago, and now THIS BULLSHIT? I AM NOT DOWN WITH MY PERSONAL SPACE AND RIGHTS BEING VIOLATED LIKE THAT.

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Rebecca Rose
Fucking. Hell. My feet hurt. My knee, after THREE FUCKING WEEKS of this shit, has only just NOW started to get cranky on me. Eh, at least I knew it would happen sooner or later. I should get something to wrap it, if not a brace.

Tonight was my "last" Rocky show. I told Matteo I'd probably do at least one a month for now, just because I feel bad completely backing out, but 1) my knee is now starting to give out, 2) I'm so fucking tired and I'm not even employed yet, and 3) I kind of can't stand Amanda and Heather, the "grand poo-bah (under Matt)" and her niece. There's also a lot of politics and drama that comes from this show being around for quite a while.

Cut for Repo drama )

ASIDE from the drama, though, Repo was a lot of fun. Friday night, Aub and Jackie came. Kelly wasn't feeling well, so she wasn't doing Gentern, but she was watching (since Li had to come), so she saved seats for them, and they were sitting in the back on the aisle. Which was fun for them, apparently, because they got to watch my ass all the way down the aisle both times I went down. I got to be in LITERALLY every scene the Genterns are in - one of Pavi's girls in "Mark it Up", the surgeon in black putting Pavi's face on at the start of the Carnival scene, the Gentern feeling up Luigi in the interview scene (which required a FAST FUCKING CHANGE for me "backstage" (which is outside behind the building) because I had to go from black dress to white dress in, like, 30 seconds), in "Night Surgeon", and obviously in "We Started This Op'ra Shit". My girls swore I was the best (and sexiest) Gentern up there. I'd say they're biased, but Kelly said so, too, and she's not nearly as biased, though I'm definitely the person she's closest to in the cast, outside of Li. So that made me feel good.

Tonight was not quite as fun, since the girls weren't in the audience, but that was made up for by the fact that Kelly was feeling better and was available to be my stage-sex partner during "We Started This Op'ra Shit". Guys. It is SO FUN groping that girl. And it's not even in an honest "I'd like to fuck that ass" sort of way, though she is VERY hot. It's just... FUN. She's so comfortable with it and so am I, and it's enjoyable all around. I thought I did just as well tonight, despite not wanting to look good for my girls, and the show itself, minus the lack of Mag during Chromaggia, went rather well.

I feel a lot better about life now that I've officially mostly backed out of Rocky. I sorta want to start putting together a Shilo wardrobe, and make a point to learn her parts, so that I can say "Hey, Yoda, look, I've got all the costumes, I've been paying attention and practising some things at home - I know I'm big and curvy instead of tiny and flat, but I would really like to play Shilo sometime soon." I figure if I put in the effort to learn the part and get the costume, without even having a for-sure time that I'm going to be playing her, that'll up my chances of getting cast as Shilo at some point.

My logic there isn't flawed, is it?

Anyway, I have rambled on way more than I meant to, and I still have to shower before I go to sleep. So, au revoir, my dears, I'll see you in the morning. Or. Well. Afternoon, most likely.
 
 
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Rebecca Rose
14 June 2009 @ 02:54 am
Okay, so, my feet are killing me. GAH. My intestines are making disturbing noises, wtf?

Erm, so, am tired. Am very very upset, because I can't remember WHICH MARK belonged to Anthony. (this is a question ONLY AUBREY CAN ANSWER. Aubrey? Do you remember? Was it an ickle Mark B? I know it wasn't Mark Cohen (the first one, anyway, possibly spawn somewhere down the line), but I just CANNOT REMEMBER AND IT IS BOTHERING ME.) Mrrh. That may keep me up for a bit.

Anyway, I'm going to go update the other DW, with show-stuff (sorry, those of you on LJ), and then go shower and COLLAPSE INTO BED with my girlfriend. w00t.
 
 
set the mood: tired
 
 
Rebecca Rose
11 June 2009 @ 06:04 am
I want to put everyone in the world back together, with superhero plasters so that they can be five years old and innocent and believe that they can save the universe from evil. They can, you know. It's just a matter of finding the perfect plasters, and then spreading them as far and wide as we can manage.

A dear friend who I'm not in contact with nearly as much as I want to be these days made a post recently about their alcoholism. Admitting to it semi-publicly and asking for help. On the one hand, it was a bit of a relief, since I've often worried about their drinking habits these couple of years we've been friends, but when it came down to it... all I could offer this person, this friend, was a listening ear and love and support in however they decide to go about dealing with this. Yes, I know that's important, but there are things I desperately want to give them that I can't.

Friends are stressed about leaving where they're comfortable, leaving friends, leaving family. I love them and tell them they'll be okay, but I'm really not that familiar with the experiences they're going through - moving is stressful mostly because of the packing, and the finding a new place, for me. I don't have people to miss (other than one odd one here and there - you know who you are, NY and FL), so I can't do anything but be a listening, supportive ear.

I have friends freaking out over their just-passed graduation. I have friends painfully missing their schoolmates, especially the ones that just graduated. I have friends trying to find good entry-level jobs - the kind where you actually send in a resume when you apply. None of these things are things that I know how to help with.

There's a story, a little parable, if you will. A man's walking down the street, and he falls in a hole. It's deep, and he can't get out. While he's down there, a doctor walks by. He calls out, "Doctor, can you help me out?" The doctor writes him a prescription and throws it down into the hole and walks off. Then a priest passes. The man calls out, "Father, could you help me out?" The priest looks down into the hole and says, "I will pray for you my son." Finally, one of the man's friends walks by. "Joe!" he cries out. "It's Danny! Could you help me out of this hole?" And without hesitating the man's friend jumps down into the hole with him. "What are you doing?" the man asks. "Now we're both stuck down here!" "Yeah," says the friend, "but I've been down this hole before and I know the way out."

I've never been down their holes. In fact, I'm rather badly stuck in my own, at this moment. I'm trying to find a balance of hobby and personal life, before I even stick the complication of a JOB in there. I'm trying to deal with gender issues that like to crop up at the same time as my assault and abuse issues. I can't seem to create anything worth the time it would take to throw it out. I'm tired, and I'm hurting, and I don't know how to stop it. And on top of everything else, I just want to fix my friends. I'm sick and tired of my friends hurting - it's not their fault, but I want to take the universe to task for this and it's difficult. There's no face to shout at, there's no person to push back dramatically to say "let my people go" or some shit.

It's just me - my own, special, genderwtf, hurting, fucked-up self, with my superhero plasters and a desire to ease the wounds of the world and not being able to manage.

I just want to fix it all.
 
 
Rebecca Rose
09 June 2009 @ 03:56 am
CURRAHEEEEEEE!!!
 
 
Rebecca Rose
08 June 2009 @ 02:57 am
Okay, so I don't think most people would call doing a Rocky Horror Picture Show shadow cast proper acting, or a Repo!: The Genetic Opera shadow cast, for that matter, but I really don't care, because it is to me.

That's right, ladies and gents, I've joined a Rocky shadow cast, and they have an associated Repo! cast. I'm mostly interested in Repo!, honestly, but they need more people in Rocky, too, so I'm doing both, until such a time as I decide that I really can't do both, or whatever.

Last night's Rocky went surprisingly well, considering Heather was on as Riff Raff when she's not really done learning it, our Rocky, Frank, AND Dr. Scott never showed, so Cassie had to play Rocky, Whitney had to play Frank, and a girl whose name I can't recall had to play Dr. Scott. And because of THAT, they had to grab Buttons to play the Criminologist, and Sabrina to play Magenta. It was crazy. Plus, Amanda wasn't there to run things. But on the whole, we did okay anyway.

Repo! rehearsed today, and we did pretty well. All the Genterns are new, and we ended up re-choreographing "We Started This Op'ra Shit" a little bit, and it looks so much better now. There was a little moment when one of the older cast members was all "you're doing X wrong", but Yoda said that we'd all gotten together and figured out what we were doing, and we were doing it all at the same time, and we looked good, so we can do it how we were doing it. It feels more natural to do it the way we did it, anyway, so NYEH.

Then there was the moment towards the end when our Rotti threw an epic drama queen fit of pique, because Yoda was REBLOCKING A SCENE SO IT WOULD LOOK BETTER AND BETTER UTILIZE OUR STAGE SPACE. *facepalm* Twenty minutes we had to wait, and it ended up ending rehearsal without finishing rehearsing the things we were going to before the end, because some people had to go, and Matteo wanted to watch a film in the theatre we were using, and it was just annoying.

BUT on the whole it's very fun, and I honestly like doing Repo! more than Rocky, though I'm going to continue doing Rocky for now.

Also, I got green-coloured contacts, so I am now an Earthbender. *nods*
 
 
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Rebecca Rose
07 June 2009 @ 12:58 pm
Show and rehearsal last night went well. Don't really have time to write it all up right now, but whatever. Have rehearsal again in an hour, so I've gotta get ready to head out.

MY INTERNET IS NOT WORKING. I do not know why. I will probably have to take Donna to the Genius Bar at the nearest Apple store. But I won't be able to do THAT until tomorrow.

I'll survive, and I'm turning twitter on for the cell, so it's all good there. There's at least SOME way for me to connect to y'all. Buuuuut that means no chat and no tags and so forth. Just FYI.

Sometimes, I hate the world. It is a RANDOM not-working. I mean, it was working fine yesterday before I went to rehearsal. And then I get back almost 14 hours later and it's all "No, no internet for you. :|" Why don't you love me, Donna? :<

Anyway, that's my update. *waves* Be good, and don't burn the internet down while I'm gone!
 
 
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Rebecca Rose
31 May 2009 @ 04:08 am
Tonight was EPIC. I was going to watch the shadowcast for The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and get a little mild training. I ended up actually having to perform, because there weren't enough people. I was there from 8:15 until 3:00 AM, and it was insane.

I'm not actually sure if I want to keep doing Rocky. It's FUN, but I don't know if it's my show, y'know? It's a great cast, I loved it, but it's... fun. It's relatively loose and there are always people shouting at the screen and chatting. Repo, from what Yoda (he's the guy who runs the Repo shows, Matteo runs the Rocky ones) said at the cast meeting, and what Matt told me when I went in last week, is much more a PERFORMANCE, and I think that's what I'm really missing. I'm going to go to the rehearsal tomorrow and talk to Matt and see if I can't do more tech stuff for the next couple of weeks, until I get to do a Repo show, just to see what I want to do. I KNOW I want to do Repo, so I don't mind splurging on the costuming for that, but I don't want to go on an epic quest for Rocky costuming if I'd rather just do Repo.

That should work pretty well.

Note to self: be up by one at the LATEST - rehearsal is at two. I should be in bed now, but I promised Aub I'd give her some sleeptime to decide whether or not she wanted to just SLEEP or to get up. I'll give her another 20.
 
 
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Rebecca Rose
Whilst stumbling across the internet, I found a website called "Ladies Against Feminism". Now, like most of these groups, these Ladies are Christians, who believe in homeschooling if possible, and that the truly ladylike attire is full skirts, though they realise that it's impractical for some people, and that some people don't like them. Modesty is important, and the best modesty is skirts and dresses. And obviously, this goes against feminism, right? That's why they have it on their site.

But I was thinking, and I don't get it. Why should feminism exclude the feminine? I know, I know, part of it is just these ladies being somewhat closed-minded, I know the type, I grew up around people like that, but still.

If I decided that I wanted to always wear skirts and dresses, that doesn't make me a bad feminist. And being a feminist in a skirt doesn't negate my femininity. Maybe one day I'll decide that when I'm in the feminine spectrum, I'll wear skirts, and when I'm in the masculine spectrum, I'll wear pants. It's unlikely, considering I more often wear skirts when I'm feeling less like a girl, because the boy in me is a cheerful crossdressing queer, but it could happen. Does this make me a bad feminist, or a bad queer person? No. It just means that I like to wear skirts when I'm feeling like a female-type person.

If a woman always wears skirts and dresses, that doesn't mean she can't be a warrior for women's rights. It just means that she always wears skirts and dresses. Yet there are some people out there who say that feminists are trying to be men and don't wear skirts, and there are some people out there who say that a woman who contributes to the "women wear skirts" sterotype isn't a feminist.

This doesn't really have a point or a clear arguement except that ANY woman can wear skirts, because being a feminist does not negate any desire to be classically feminine, and a desire to be classically feminine does not negate belief and support in the feminist movement.
 
 
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Rebecca Rose
28 May 2009 @ 05:36 pm
I should know better. I really should. Wank is faptastic to watch, but the moment I actually get involved, I say stupid things, or I don't explain myself well, or I pick a side and then suddenly (after I've already vocalized my choice) see where the OTHER side is coming from.

Latest wank, if you know it, you know it, if you don't, I'm not linking you because gods know it doesn't need any more wood on the fire. Basically, someone makes a comment on the disgustingness of a post found via a link comm, in the link comm. Someone else asks why. First someone says something about cisgenderedness, and the second someone is confused and doesn't know what the term means. First someone gets bitchy, and that's where the wank starts.

There is post in First someone's journal, and THIRD someone goes in and calls first someone out on their bitchiness, while being bitchy herself, and basically it all goes to hell in a handbasket, with me siding with third someone.

Do I think that the initial bitchy reply was in good taste, or called for? No, I think that if they didn't want to deal with it, they shouldn't have replied to the comment at all. Do I think the third person and I are ZOMG COMPLETELY IN THE RIGHT? No, not at all.

Again, I'm not linking to anything or anyone here, because I really don't want to add to the wank, but basically... we've all been immature and rude and the fact that neither of the main parties in this (someones one and three) are deciding to take the high road and just DROP IT, at least for the time being, makes me sad.

But mostly? I feel like a supreme git for getting involved in the first place, because I really should know better by now. Except for the one time I got featured on fandom_wank because some friends and I were trying to SAVE a fic prompt comm from a mod who really didn't give a shit anymore, and the one time that there was the "Mark raping Mimi" fic with NO WARNINGS WHATSOEVER, and poorly done at that, every time I've gotten involved in wank, I've regretted it later.

(and for everyone's information, no, I don't consider the Racebending FAIL regarding the Avatar movie to be "wank", because I honestly believe it's a BIG PROBLEM that needs to be dealt with or at least brought to the public's attention)

I'm just going to be over here, kicking myself in the metaphorical balls.
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set the mood: stressed
 
 
Rebecca Rose
27 May 2009 @ 01:48 am
So I got my birthday present from my parents today. It was initially kinda nice, because I wasn't expecting anything, so it was "Ooo! Pressie! They DO love me! :D"

And then I opened it.



Yes, that's a pad of paper with a quaint little doodle and humorous line. Yes, it's lime green. And yes, if you can't tell, it's about the same HIGH QUALITY PRODUCT that you'd get from ordering on café press.

And no, there wasn't anything else.

So basically, I got a present that was probably pulled out of my mom's ever-present collection of "cute little gifts" that she gives to friends every so often. Never for their birthdays, and never for Christmas, or any sort of actual gift-giving. Just for "Hey, you were down, so I thought I'd give you a cute notepad to cheer you up", etc.

Fuck my life.
 
 
set the mood: cranky
soundtrack: Buffy the Vampire Slayer: 2x21
 
 
Rebecca Rose
So, yes, it's been a while since all the uproar about the casting of "The Last Airbender", the live-action movie version of the popular TV show "Avatar: The Last Airbender", started. For any who live under a rock, or have never paid attention to anything about Avatar, I still think this is an important issue for... well, everyone.

Quick recap: The world of the cartoon "Avatar: The Last Airbender" is a fictional feudal fantasy world. But instead of being based on European cultures and architecture and fashion and so forth, it's based on ASIAN cultures, etc. Korean, Chinese, Tibetan, and the Inuit/Siberian native cultures, mainly, I believe. The architecture is very true to its roots, from all I've heard, the costumes are at times impeccably detailed. They eat with chopsticks, use modified versions of various martial arts, write in Chinese characters, and have names like Aang, Katara, Toph Bei Fong, and Iroh, and cities called things like Ba Sing Se and Omashu. All the characters are physically very Asian (Aang, with his wide eyes - an anime convention that implies youth - and shaved head, looks like he could be white, to the undiscerning viewer... until his hair grows in during season 3 and it's jet black and he's obviously meant to be Asian like the rest of the cast) and there is no hint of "Western Culture" except possibly in the dialogue, which is very modern and often goofy.

And then Paramount announced its casting for the live-action film. All three heroes of the first film, Sokka (Inuit-based), Katara (Inuit-based), and Aang (Tibetan-based), and the villain, Zuko (Chinese-based) were cast... white. Jesse McCartney (blonde hair, blue eyes) as Zuko, the kid who played Jasper (one of the PALE PALE PALE VAMPIRES) in Twilight as Sokka, some way-too-childish looking WHITE girl as Katara, and some Texas martial arts prodigy-type kid as Aang. Shortly after the casting was announced, fans everywhere started a letter campaign, among other things, and shortly after THAT, Jesse had to drop out, and they cast Dev Patel (a dark-skinned kid of INDIAN descent) as Zuko. Which means that you now have the White Heroes (most of whose nations are apparently going to be played by a cast of ETHNIC EXTRAS) against the Dark-Skinned Villain and his kingdom of genocidal Dark-Skinned Warriors. So in trying to placate the fans without doing what they want, they made it WORSE.

There are so many more issues that have come up, but that's the big one.

And yet... you get people saying we shouldn't be making a big deal of all of this. So here's what I have to say to them:

To the people who say that humanity is one race… perhaps technically you’re right. On THAT point. But you also say that since we're "one race", in a perfect world (and the world we should be striving to create), we wouldn't care what nationality any of the actors are. I say that's patently untrue. Even if we were viewing ourselves as one race, without the cultural stigma attached to characteristics like skin tone and eye shape and region of ancestry, the film should STILL be cast with people native to the Asian regions. Why, you ask? Because the world of the story is based on ASIAN cultures and ASIAN writing and etc. An area of the world, where humans have certain physical characteristics. It wouldn’t be LOGICAL to populate a country based heavily on Korean culture and so forth with people from Africa, because they aren’t the proper CULTURE. It might seem like a different word for the same thing, but… even if we don’t DISCRIMINATE and SEPARATE based on ancestry, if a story is based in the history of a certain area, even if it’s a fictional world heavily based on the history of a certain area, it should also be cast with people who could, appearance-wise, BE from that area. If we were “race blind”, as it were, this would be still be common sense (I’d hope). So either way you turn it, it comes out the same: The Last Airbender’s cast should be ASIAN.


To the people who says it just doesn't matter, period: These characters are heroes for COUNTLESS children of Asian descent. Paramount’s casting is a slap in the face to them, telling them that even if they can get cartoons about kids like them, they’re not good enough to be in the movies. It’s telling them that white kids are better than them, more popular than them, more talented than them, and better loved than them, and THAT is unacceptable.

And to the people who are saying that we fans shouldn’t be so “shocked” and “surprised” and so forth, because this is what Hollywood does (not that you're saying we SHOULDN'T be upset, but that we shouldn't be so surprised it happened)? I just say that I think everyone’s mostly surprised that they cast white kids in what has repeatedly been called an ASIAN world. It was always a fear, but with how popular the original series was, and how often and openly it had been described as an ASIAN world, we thought that maybe Hollywood would get the hint. We had our hopes dashed, and we’re angry about that as well as the casting. I think a lot of people would LIKE to have some faith in Hollywood again, and every once in a while, something happens that gets our hopes up, and then they do something like THIS and we get pessimistic again.



If anyone wants to read much better-written stuff on all of this and more, go to Racebending.com.


ETA: More than the fact that it's just wrong, a quick quote from this post on the subject, written by an Asian-American, is the biggest reason I'm fucking pissed about the casting:

"During our early Christmas dinner this weekend, the oldest of the nephews, who is 13, brought up the subject of the incredibly white child actors that had been picked for the film version. The three of them were confused and disappointed but unable to articulate exactly why. Then the youngest, all of 7 years old, asked me whether this meant that he couldn't be Aang when he played Avatar with his friends from now on."
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Rebecca Rose
24 May 2009 @ 12:50 am
This is an artistic photograph entitled: "My Boppy Is More Adorable Than Your Boppy"







I'm not entirely certain how she got in that position. Aubrey was laying in my lap, and Ace just sort of... flopped. Very, very awkwardly. And, unlike most moments when either of the animals do something cute, I was able to open Photobooth and twist my laptop around so the webcam could take the picture without her budging an inch.

I really need to invest in an actual CAMERA. Not that it would ever be in reach when I wanted it, with my luck, but... on principle.
 
 
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