| "My mother made me a homosexual." "If I gave her the wool, would she knit me one too?" |
[Sep. 22nd, 2009|11:07 pm] |
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I've been watching Glee.
...Or maybe "watching" implies less interaction than I've been having. "Jumping through" might be more apt terminology. I find a scene irritating, so I skip it, only to realise that I've gone too far and have to go back in smaller jumps to figure out what I've missed... And wind up more or less seeing the annoying scene anyway.
One of the characters is this painfully camp young boy. In the most recent episode, he confessed to one of the girls that he was gay.
...I would have been more shocked if he was totally straight. At least then they'd be doing something to bend stereotypes.
But this is American TV. Stereotypes act as a shorthand, providing a crutch that prevents the necessity for character development. Alternatively, as my father put it, "They're Americans. They need things spelled out."
-Mmaster |
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