So, first post in a long time.

For those of my friends who love The Hunger Games and love the movie (or are seriously looking forward to the movie), please consider this:

The casting of The Hunger Games appropriates the stories of peoples of color for the benefit of people with privilege by casting ALL OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS with white actors. This is known as whitewashing or, if you are being less generous, blackface. Or in this case, brownface--please note the heavy use of tanning make-up on Jennifer Lawrence and the various quotes from people involved--including the author--dismissing concerns regarding race by saying, "We have a make-up department" or "We can easily deal with her hair color".

Not only is this a systematically racist practice because it denies people of color a voice and effectively erases their central roles in their own struggles and liberation, it also denies talented and hard working actors of color solid leading roles while granting them to white actors who have no lack of opportunity to audition for leading roles meant exclusively for white actors. Furthermore it continues to perpetuate the systematic racism of movies, television, and media which offers a myriad of portrayals of white people but only limited depictions of people of color, who are portrayed as dehumanized stereotypes, if at all.

If you don't believe me, or thin that I am making a big deal out of nothing, please read this, this, and this--these articles explain and sum up the issues far more eloquently than I ever could.

EDT: And in case there was any doubt, this is not a case of, "But a white person just happened to be the best one for the job!" since actors of color where not even given the opportunity to audition (casting calls asked specifically for white actors).

X-Men query

Ok, so I've been reading Astonishing X-Men recently, and while I've enjoyed it a lot, it also leaves me somewhat confused at times. There is so much history that it continually refers to, and attachments I'm supposed to have to characters that I just don't get.
I've been wanting to go further back and read up on more X-Men stuff for a while (especially with the new movie coming out), only... I have no idea where to begin.
So! I figure I have a fairly well-read, geekified bunch of friends, surely they can help me out!
Any suggestions?

Sense and Sensibility Bicentenary Challenge!

Level of participation: Aficionada (damn strait!)

(in no particular order...)

Books I'm committed to reading:
Colonel Brandon’s Diary, by Amanda Grange
Elinor and Marianne, by Emma Tennant
Sense and Sensibility (Marvel Illustrated), Nancy Butler and Sonny Liew
Sense and Sensibility: The Screenplay and Diaries, by Emma Thompson and Lindsay Doran
The Annotated Sense and Sensibility, by Jane Austen and David M. Shaphard
The Cookbook Collector, by Allegra Goodman
The Three Weismanns of Westport, Cathleen Schine
Willoughby’s Return, by Jane Odiwe

Movies I'm committed to watching:
Sense and Sensibility 1971
I have Found it (Kandukondain Kandukondain) 2000
From Prada to Nada 2011
Scents & Sensibility 2011
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Ok, so it has been demanded on by by my lovely British friend Jenn that I update more/at all. (So maybe this demand was made months ago. Meh, so what?)

Anyhoo, in the interest of meeting said demand and trying to really stay connected with folks (and also just, you know, making myself actually do something) here I am.

So, here's a part of what's been keeping me hesitating every time I think of posting: What would I say? I feel lost--there is simultaneously too much and too little to say. My day-to-day life to too insignificant to say anything about, and everything else is too big and too out of context--how would anyone even understand anything that I'm saying? So, yeah. Conundrum.


Life is looking up. Sort of. In an "I'm uncomfortable with this but not sure why and STILL don't think I'm progressing fast enough" sort of way, but there you have it. The machinery is starting to work again.

I really hate Victorian melodrama

I felt like ranting about this earlier, but now I am to tired and in too much of a good mood.
Suffice it to say that I have stopped reading Mary Barton because I am so sick of that melodramatic bullshit (and it's not even good melodramatic bullshit!) and can't stand getting pissed-off every time I sit down to read something I'm supposed to enjoy. And also because if I have to read one more sentence about the evils of Trade Unions and uber virtue and "seemly maiden modesty" I may just vomit.

I am flipping my shit. Right now. As we speak.

No, seriously, shit is being flipped.
Why, you may ask.
Well, this is why.
Please note the second person on the list.
Then, if you don't happen to know who he is, please do look him up.
And then take a moment to appreciate the fact that I AM PRETTY MUCH HYPERVENTILATING HERE.
I'm not even sure how to get enough SQUEEEEEEE into this message. I mean really. This is roll around on the ground, giggle uncontrollably, and make small squeaking noises kind of squee. How does one even put that into a livejournal message??
(Oh look! There's another news report confirming it! And this one has even more fabulous rumors at the bottom! Hooray!)

Peter Jackson, if you really do (have?) make (made?) this casting choice, I will love you forever. FOREVER. It doesn't even matter if you do anything after this. Just please please pretty please cast Richard Armitage. Pleeeeeeaaaaase.