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So today I did nothing. I mean, nothing. I slept late, ate like a pig, and watched DVDs. I haven't had a day like this in what seems ages. I vaguely wish I'd done something constructive, but...well, there it is. I'm cutting out Allie's corset now, and hoping it won't be too purple. If it is, I'll remake it. I can't work on the wedding dress til I get the bridal lace, but that's coming in a few days, so all will be well.
Earlier today, I finished watching the first 12 episodes of a shoujo anime called "Ceres," or "Ayashi no Ceres," if you want to be technical. It's...amusing, if you try to watch like a twelve year old girl. I sorta want to know what happens next, but wow. I think I was most turned off when the earnest, fumbling, heroic young male with the tragic past who loves the heroine-- not to be confused with the dark, brooding heroic young male with the presumably tragic past whom the heroine loves-- throws her to the floor, pins her, and attempts to force himself upon her. When asked later why he did such a thing, his reply? "Because I just love her so much!"
That right there? Squick.
When I was young and stupid-- more so even than I am now-- I know my brain worked in ways like that. The guy who was handsome and distant and ultimately treated you like crap was always the one to go after, not the guy who wanted only to be with you. And if the guy who wanted to be with you tried to rape you, well, it's only cos he loved you. Then I got a little older, and I realised that if I was going to set my cap for the distant hottie, I was begging for trouble. Not to say that that stopped me, of course, but at least I had a clue. It took me a little longer to outgrow the "he wants me because he loves me" thing, too, but then I've also learned how to kick fast and accurately.
Funny, though. I never had expensive, wildly popular anime made by adults to tell me that was all okay. I mean, I can understand coming to those terrible conclusions before knowing any better. But having them romantically reinforced, complete with stirring music and exciting graphics and rewarding endings? By people who really should know better?
Remind me not to let my theoretical children watch shoujo until they're, oh, thirty or so.
Earlier today, I finished watching the first 12 episodes of a shoujo anime called "Ceres," or "Ayashi no Ceres," if you want to be technical. It's...amusing, if you try to watch like a twelve year old girl. I sorta want to know what happens next, but wow. I think I was most turned off when the earnest, fumbling, heroic young male with the tragic past who loves the heroine-- not to be confused with the dark, brooding heroic young male with the presumably tragic past whom the heroine loves-- throws her to the floor, pins her, and attempts to force himself upon her. When asked later why he did such a thing, his reply? "Because I just love her so much!"
That right there? Squick.
When I was young and stupid-- more so even than I am now-- I know my brain worked in ways like that. The guy who was handsome and distant and ultimately treated you like crap was always the one to go after, not the guy who wanted only to be with you. And if the guy who wanted to be with you tried to rape you, well, it's only cos he loved you. Then I got a little older, and I realised that if I was going to set my cap for the distant hottie, I was begging for trouble. Not to say that that stopped me, of course, but at least I had a clue. It took me a little longer to outgrow the "he wants me because he loves me" thing, too, but then I've also learned how to kick fast and accurately.
Funny, though. I never had expensive, wildly popular anime made by adults to tell me that was all okay. I mean, I can understand coming to those terrible conclusions before knowing any better. But having them romantically reinforced, complete with stirring music and exciting graphics and rewarding endings? By people who really should know better?
Remind me not to let my theoretical children watch shoujo until they're, oh, thirty or so.