… Have you heard? Feminists are angry at Seth MacFarlane. Never mind that I thought I was watching Peter Brady host the Oscars; Seth Who? And yeah, Feminists being angry is as predictable as Muslims rioting. Yawn.
So apparently Seth does a little song and dance number about seeing actresses boobs in films and lots of women got insulted. From the New Yorker;
The song was part of a larger skit whose premise was that William Shatner, as Captain Kirk, sends MacFarlane a message from the future about the dumb things he might do while hosting the Oscars. But that premise is not an excuse. Getting Charlize Theron and Naomi Watts to pre-record looks of mortification didn’t help, either. (It was hard to tell watching at home, unless you were keeping track of what each woman was wearing, that these weren’t live shots.) It just seemed like a way for MacFarlane to make fun of viewers for being prudish and not “getting it.” (See, the cool girls think that it’s funny!) We got it. It just means that there’s a whole army of producers to blame. Also, future Uhura should have a word with future Kirk.
The Academy is supposedly a trade group, and yet it devoted its opening number to degrading a good part of its membership. And who knows what the Los Angeles Gay Men’s Chorus thought that it was doing by serving as MacFarlane’s backup singers, but it’s hard not to wonder what the rhetorical point was meant to be. We saw your boobs, but that’s not even what we find attractive, so you exerted no power in doing so—all you did was humiliate yourself? Maybe that’s reading too much into it. It could be that MacFarlane just thought it would be funny for him to say the word “gay” as often as possible.
So who was he insulting; the actresses or the prudish movie goers, or both. I’m sorry, Seth Who again? Ooooo, that Seth. The creator of Family Guy. You know, that show that is the epitome of taste, intellect, and class. /sarcasm off.
And this is Hollywood for Pete’s sake – the same Hollywood that brings us Planned Parenthood PSA’s and “We’re not getting married till all people can get married” claptrap.
So why are we shocked? Right, because it was insulting to women. I don’t know about you but instead of getting all up in arms over a stupid skit at the Oscars, how about our dear Feminist friends turn their ire to the writers and directors for creating roles in film that require perfectly talented actresses to get naked.
We didn’t need the camera to follow Scarlet O’Hara & Rhett Butler up that staircase for Gone With the Wind to be a better film. If anything, nudity in a film insults the viewer’s intelligence… like I’m such a perv-o I can’t go two whole hours without seeing a sex scene or a naked body.
Oh, and here’s a thought. If actresses don’t want to be the butt of some developmentally arrested man-boy’s jokes try putting a shirt on or refusing a role that requires you to take it off. For goodness sake! Most of those women are mothers and all of them are someone’s daughter.
Yeah, and? That’s makes all this misplaced indignation suddenly righteous? Do we really need a movie to tell the public that rape is bad? As a victim of rape myself I find disgusting that rape scenes are considered entertainment even if the film claims to not be glorifying them. The simple fact that rape is graphically portrayed in a film makes it glorification. I don’t need to see it. Period. If you are familiar with how watching pornography works, the more you watch the more intense the porn must become to gain any type of gratification from it. So yes… there is rape porn out there. And that is what rape scenes in cinema are; porn. Expensive porn and nothing more. Now that, that is what feminists should be flipping tables over.
For anyone to be mad at poor stupid Seth, bless his heart, is silly. The easiest way for women to avoid objectification is to put on a shirt and not allow themselves to be used in the first place. But that puts the responsibility on the actress for her own behavior. It puts the burden on women to behave like ladies, and well, we can’t have any of that.
This whole thing reminds me of that time some angry fems took to the streets of Portland topless protesting something or another and then got mad when they were ogled by men. Put a shirt on, I guess, is just too much for some people.