“After being touted at the end of last season as a possible fifth member of the team, Larisa’s role has been majorly downgraded as new regular characters, including Terry O’Quinn (Lt. Joe White) and Lauren German (Lori), pick up the slack.
Now executive producer Peter Lenkov tells me an upcoming story arc will spell an end to Larisa’s tech-savvy character, Jenna Kaye, who (and this is me talking here) never quite clicked. “We’re wrapping up the Jenna story,” Lenkov says matter-of-factly. “She’s going to disappear from her life for a little bit and then come back into it in Episode 10 (likely airing November 21) for a very big story that’s going to be very McGarrett/Wo-Fat-centric. It has to do with the origins of McGarrett and takes us back to North Korea where we started in the pilot.”
Hawaii Five-0 has proven itself fearless when it comes to killing off prominent characters. The first season finale saw recurring players Jean Smart (Gov. Jameson) and Kelly Hu (Laura Hills) both offed in shocking story twists.”—
I love how they say “shocking” like it’s ever a fucking shock when the female characters get bumped off. Note to Plinkoff: you’re not original or clever when you pull that bullshit. You just remind every woman watching that, even if they’re in high-powered and important roles, they only serve to give the male characters angst or to act as a plot device.
Sitting at home reading a book about raising dairy goats
Baby I’ll marry you, we’ll raise goats and make cheese and it will be amazing.
well, okay, i’ll hang out in the house and do not-goat-related things because that’s your thing and i’ll have my own thing and we can talk about it later and share our differing interests! also this’ll happen sometimes:
I like watching people fall in love onscreen so much that I can suspend my disbelief in the contrived situations that occur only in the heightened world of romantic comedies. I have come to enjoy the moment when the male lead, say, slips and falls right on top of the expensive wedding cake. I actually feel robbed when the female lead’s dress doesn’t get torn open at a baseball game while the JumboTron camera is on her. I regard romantic comedies as a subgenre of sci-fi, in which the world operates according to different rules than my regular human world. For me, there is no difference between Ripley from “Alien” and any Katherine Heigl character. They are equally implausible. They’re all participating in a similar level of fakey razzle-dazzle, and I enjoy every second of it.
“Realize that anyone who tries to put you down about your appearance is assuming that it is your job to please them visually. Once you realize that it isn’t your job to be visually pleasing to anyone, ever, it becomes very hard for anyone to make you feel bad about yourself.”—
“It’s that whole flowery sundress, nerdy horn-rims, bicycle basket, put-a-bird-on-it tweeness of the forever child. Also, she records indie rock albums and makes a point of singing a lot in the new show — tra-la-la-la — which only makes it more awful.”—
Seriously. And we’re expected to believe, given the premise of the show, that a beautiful woman—albeit presented as a girlchild—who has a vast amount of style (because twee is a style that requires a ton of upkeep and ultra-specific accessorizing), needs help from a bunch of dudes to find her way in the world? Spare me from the woes of women who are too darn adorable for their own good.
… wow. As someone who self-identifies as twee and who likes singing in public and who suspects that wearing flowery sundresses isn’t some horrible collusion with the enemy, I find it really, really depressing that this show is already being hailed as the Sign of End times before it’s even premiered.
And… are you kidding? “She records indie rock albums” AS AN INSULT? Since when do we write about how annoying and pretentious Joseph Gordon Levitt is when he sings? Why is her music career something to sneer at, exactly? If you don’t like the songs she sings, fine, but from what I’ve seen of the previews, her character sings in that weird, semi-obnoxious way that we tend to do when we’re alone - and it’s meant to be *funny,* not some kind of pandering to the actress’s other career.
It’s this - THIS - that makes me crazy about shows about women. Not the actual shows, but this bizarre set of standards that the lead actress has to meet in order to be deemed worthy of our time. It’s not enough that she’s pretty and a comedic actress and objectively successful at a number of things, she also can’t be too… what, exactly? Forward? Cute? Outrageous? Multi-faceted? This is all just more of “who does she think she is,” and I’m so, so tired of it.
“What we did is, we made up 5000 resumes: on half of them we put an African American name, on half of them we put a white name. Otherwise, the resumes were exactly the same. Then we sent them out. Which got called back more? What we found was that the same resume, when it had an African American name, was 33% less likely to get an interview than when it had a white name. So if a white person is searching for a job for ten weeks, an equivalently skilled African American person will be searching for fifteen weeks. Those are five long weeks if you’re unemployed.”—
Dr. Sendhil Mullainathan, Harvard University Professor of Economics, Freakonomics (via cocknbull)
I know you mostly come for the cock jokes and animal pictures, but duuuudes. The next time somebody sneers about affirmative action Imma punch them right in the nose.
dduane STOP FOLLOWING ME. I KNOW YOU’RE HIP TO THE TUMBLR AND ARE GENERALLY AWESOME BUT IT FREAKS ME OUT THAT MY TERRIBLE REBLOGS ABOUT HOW GAY STEVE MCGARRETT IS WILL NOW BE READ BY SOMEONE WHO IS PROBABLY GOING TO WRITE A HORRIFYINGLY ACCURATE NOVEL ONE DAY ABOUT HOW TUMBLR GAINS SENTIENCE AND FORCES EVERYONE TO SPEAK IN LOLCAT FOR ALL ETERNITY.