Thursday, November 28, 2013


There's a certain threshold of awareness that once you pass it, you can't stop your brain. I am so there. Things I loved from childhood look different, and rarely in a good way.  Watching the Macy's Thanksgiving day parade and they had a number from the upcoming live performance of The Sound of Music, specifically "You are sixteen going on seventeen" and the lyrics have never been my favorite, but I used to be able to enjoy the music itself.  I can't do that anymore.

Follow that up with a commercial for the upcoming Saving Mr. Banks, which is going to be the story of how Walt Disney convinced the woman who wrote Mary Poppins to let him turn it into a movie.  Let's look at the title of the movie again, shall we?  Saving Mr. Banks.  As in, the father in the story.  Not Saving Ms. Poppins, the title character.  Even with the fact that the story is mostly about reminding him what it means to be a loving person, it just feels wrong.

Disney has a new animated movie out this winter called Frozen.  The story is about the Snow Queen, but her name doesn't get to be on all the posters.  When they did their story about Rapunzel, they called it Tangled.  Merida's story was titled Brave.  When I was a kid, there was Mulan and Pocahontas.  They got to have their movies named for them.  But I guess having women's names in the movie title doesn't sell, so why should they bother giving the main character her due?  And then there's this: New York Film Academy’s study of gender inequality in the film industry

I have no idea how to get things to change, but I know they need to.  While I figure things out, I will do a small part in watching shows and movies featuring women in the main roles, like Hunger Games, Haven, and Marvel's Agents of Shield.  And I'll keep looking for more great female characters and give my support to those projects.