matticus
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Sounds like quite a dull filmDroplets of water carve their way through rock.
Sounds like quite a dull filmDroplets of water carve their way through rock.
That would have been SO much better if you'd have added 'grasshopper'Droplets of water carve their way through rock.
Yeah.Also, it's about widening what is available. It's fine to watch old films/books with male and female stereotypes as long as there are other films/books to choose from too.
There might actually BE a (...) who lived something like the (...) experience
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bombarded with that kind of stereotype, I expect it would have a negative effect.
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Yeah.
And also, not every bit of new fiction/media has to be subverting conventions/stereotypes. It's good to celebrate those that break ground, but that doesn't make the conventional bad ; it might be that a writer wants to write about a particular thing, and that limits the subversion potential. e.g. if you've had a really mainstream upbringing, is it wrong to write a film or song about it? There might actually BE a woman out there who lived something like the Julia Roberts/Pretty Woman experience :P
My instinct is to agree whole heartedly with you, if nothing else on the basis that, generally, advertising works, otherwise business would not spend such large sums of money on it.
However, a little example from my life, sows just a tiny seed of doubt in my mind....
Briefly.. We have four daughters, the youngest daughter is adopted (at just before her second birthday). At age 4, she asked for a Nurses Outfit for Christmas. I did buy it for her, but, I also broached (gently) with her the subject of "why be a nurse, why not be the Doctor?". He answer, at age 4, was "don't be silly dad, girls are nurses, boys are doctors". I was somewhat taken aback by this, what I saw as "conditioning" at such a young age.
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The earliest thing I can recall reading was a comic called Teddy Bear. I would be 4 or 5 I reckon. It had a regular strip called 'Nurse Susan and Dr David'. They ran a doll's hospital. I can't remember TV shows that had women as doctors, or indeed male nurses, before the mid/late '70's.
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I loved Coral Island, as a kid.As a child, the first "real" book (ie, one without pictures) I remember reading was called "Coral Island". It was an adventure story about three young sailors, who were shipwrecked on a Coral Island (hence the title). Many, many years later, when my first grandson was approaching the age to read "real" books, I decided I would try and buy him a copy. I did actually manage to find a copy, but, all of the potentially un-PC bits had been taken out (there was mention of canibals, and, there was a "man-Friday" type character similar to Robinson Crusoe, all of which had been removed). The story was completely spoiled, so, I binned it and bought him something else, recommended by my son.
I loved Coral Island, as a kid.
Don't want to bang on about this, so, last comment, daughter was born 1976, so, 1980 would be the era.
careful - you'll drag me back to my curious childhood interest in batwoman.What's your take on things like Batman, Spiderman etc, they're clearly fantasy but do you think kids will grow up thinking
Not Eartha Kitt surely?careful - you'll drag me back to my curious childhood interest in batwoman.
can't remember - i didn't study cast lists - would have been the 60s - why do you ask?Not Eartha Kitt surely?
Yes - when I was a child I used to put a pair of pants on over my trousers, tie my coat arms around my neck to make a cape and pretend to be Superman. I even jumped off a wardrobe on to a bed to see if I could fly.What's your take on things like Batman, Spiderman etc, they're clearly fantasy but do you think kids will grow up thinking if a radio active spider bites them they'll suddenly be able climb walls and swing from the ceiling?
Bet you don't do it now though, which is my point really.Yes - when I was a child I used to put a pair of pants on over my trousers, tie my coat arms around my neck to make a cape and pretend to be Superman. I even jumped off a wardrobe on to a bed to see if I could fly.