May. 2nd, 2009

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I saw this graph* this morning.
Just a few days ago I was talking to some friends about Watchmen and one of the things everyone agreed about was how hilarious it was to see Dr. Manhattan's, well, schmuck.

Nobody cares about tits any more.

Mainly because tits are there for the looking. Women's fashion is designed to accentuate the curve of ones breast, bras are there to support as well as to enhance, cleavage is the monetary unit of the tits.
They everywhere.
And thus they are no where.

The penis in our culture, as XKCD put it succinctly is obsessed upon.
It's put on a pedestal, without it sex isn't real, in fact without it there is no sex.
That is what is called phallocentrism, that is to say, the cultural narrative focuses around the image which the penis evokes.
Penis origionally meant "tail", a "shcmuck" is a snake, in Hebrew the slang word for penis is "zaiyn" - זין - which, among other things, means weapon.

In Watchmen we see Dr. Manhattan's penis sway as he walks. But Dr. Manhattan himself is the phallus.

I was shocked to see it.
I knew there would be nudity in the film, after all, the comic book isn't shy about the Doc's nudity.
But comic books are not that easily translated onto the big screen. That dick may be blue, but it is looks real.
For many, this is probably the first non-pornographic penis have ever seen on screen and in the cinema.
Tits, very likely, the average viewer has seen aplenty on screen, on teevee etc.
Seeing a dick on screen is rare and special.

The cock, despite being a sex organ, is not defied as a sex object.
It is the thing through which sex is made.
Sex is of course power.
Seeing the source of power on screen, in all it's banal "glory" is not the way we - boys, girls and others - are used to thinking about it.

Which is why every body is talking about it.
We are seeing the source of cultural power.
The female body is invisible to cultural power, because it is by default powerless by virtue of being a sex object.
As I've said, we usually do not see the penis itself, we see the phallus - that would be a gun, a suit, a cigarette, etc.

Personally, I think the more male full frontal nudity the better.
Not because I want to see more naked men - but because it can be a way of levelling the image playing field.
If nudity is something that equal on screen, then maybe phallocentrism won't be such a huge burden on us.

*Graph image under the cut )
eumelia: (Default)
I saw this graph* this morning.
Just a few days ago I was talking to some friends about Watchmen and one of the things everyone agreed about was how hilarious it was to see Dr. Manhattan's, well, schmuck.

Nobody cares about tits any more.

Mainly because tits are there for the looking. Women's fashion is designed to accentuate the curve of ones breast, bras are there to support as well as to enhance, cleavage is the monetary unit of the tits.
They everywhere.
And thus they are no where.

The penis in our culture, as XKCD put it succinctly is obsessed upon.
It's put on a pedestal, without it sex isn't real, in fact without it there is no sex.
That is what is called phallocentrism, that is to say, the cultural narrative focuses around the image which the penis evokes.
Penis origionally meant "tail", a "shcmuck" is a snake, in Hebrew the slang word for penis is "zaiyn" - זין - which, among other things, means weapon.

In Watchmen we see Dr. Manhattan's penis sway as he walks. But Dr. Manhattan himself is the phallus.

I was shocked to see it.
I knew there would be nudity in the film, after all, the comic book isn't shy about the Doc's nudity.
But comic books are not that easily translated onto the big screen. That dick may be blue, but it is looks real.
For many, this is probably the first non-pornographic penis have ever seen on screen and in the cinema.
Tits, very likely, the average viewer has seen aplenty on screen, on teevee etc.
Seeing a dick on screen is rare and special.

The cock, despite being a sex organ, is not defied as a sex object.
It is the thing through which sex is made.
Sex is of course power.
Seeing the source of power on screen, in all it's banal "glory" is not the way we - boys, girls and others - are used to thinking about it.

Which is why every body is talking about it.
We are seeing the source of cultural power.
The female body is invisible to cultural power, because it is by default powerless by virtue of being a sex object.
As I've said, we usually do not see the penis itself, we see the phallus - that would be a gun, a suit, a cigarette, etc.

Personally, I think the more male full frontal nudity the better.
Not because I want to see more naked men - but because it can be a way of levelling the image playing field.
If nudity is something that equal on screen, then maybe phallocentrism won't be such a huge burden on us.

*Graph image under the cut )

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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