1. I don't believe slash has access to a deep, underlying truth that het and gen are somehow missing, and that someday, if I'm a very good girl and eat all my greens, I'll understand.
2. I don't believe that het is always indisputably right and canonical. Heteronormative happens.
3. I don't believe that gen is the only proper and unbiased way to read a show (not that I've run across gen people who say that, but you know – for the sake of equality. *g*).
4. I think it's impossible to really know whether an actor was staring soulfully into his co-star's eyes and willing the audience to believe this was True Love, or if he was staring at a wig on a stick for the tenth take that morning, willing the director to yell "Cut!" so he could go grab some lunch.
5. I know that a (TV/movie) character is not created by just one person – so while I will be interested in one person (actor, director, writer, editor...)'s take on that character, and it may make me look at them differently, I won't necessarily take it as an Ultimate Truth.
(5b. That said, I think it's a bit different for characters in books, because there's usually just one driving force behind their creation. But I still feel free to apply my own interpretation in the privacy of my own head, and on my own blog. Put your hand down, Ms. McCaffrey. Yes, you will be marked down for handing it in late, Ms. Rowling.)
6. The show as it is broadcast is the finished product, in my opinion, and anything else – going to all the conventions, talking to the actors, watching the cut scenes, owning the action figures, an in-depth knowledge of a subject that the show touches on – is gravy: nice, but ultimately not essential.
7. I believe that being an expert in a TV show is about as serious as a study of The Da Vinci Code. Which is to say, not at all. It's fiction, and acknowledged as such by the creators. That means they have a license to make shit up if the facts don't fit the storyline. In turn, fans have the freedom to interpret that how they like. (Yes, even the new Doctor Who fans, no matter how much I want to tell them to get off my lawn.)
8. I don't have to like someone's interpretation, but I don't believe that gives me the right to tell them they're wrong. They're not wrong; they just have a different opinion.
9. I do, however, want to be challenged if someone finds my interpretation in some way hurtful or damaging or sexist or racist or homophobic or ageist or sizist or... I choose my words because of their connotations, so ideally I'd like to know if those connotations differ significantly for other people. I don't want to perpetuate oppressive beliefs.
10. I would like for the above, particularly the last two, to apply in reverse.
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Well, it is all about the broccoli ...
*ducks and runs*
(At last, we discover why I'm not usually a slasher! I don't much like broccoli!)
(I think bondage may be involved in the second one...)
(ETA: Or maybe candle wax.)
Edited 2010-02-01 01:50 pm (UTC)
Logical extension is logical...
Chargilled-with-chili-and-garlic is obviously darkfic with kink, yes. Ideally, it has been written by someone like
ETA: Possibly I am putting too much thought into this.
Edited 2010-02-01 08:43 pm (UTC)
You know, it is possible. *g* But I love logical extremes.
Apocafic could be... *looks up broccoli recipes*... hmm... smothered in cheese (potentially lethal, or at least very fattening)? Broccoli soup (whizzed to death in a blender)?
I'm thinking broccoli souffle, maybe? Combines "smothered in cheese" with the inherent disaster potential of any souffle.
And also the fact that it sort of resembles a mushroom cloud.
Edited 2010-02-01 10:23 pm (UTC)
A ha ha ha YES! :P
(it's not that I don't like the new Who, but I was raised on Tom Baker and Jack Pertwee and...the other one who got broadcast a lot in the States)
Also, I keep reading the other conversation and puzzling over what it means that I have yet to find a broccoli I don't like. Well, not so fond of it raw...
Yay manifestos!
And, hee. Well, okay, so the broccoli analogy falls down. I had a feeling it might not work for everyone. *g*
*wonders what raw broccoli would be, in fic terms...*
Who stopped being broadcast much by the time I was 9 or so, so it's most vague memories of goofy English people running around outside, the tardis, and daleks :)
Until that 1996 American-made movie that I was all excited for and...*shudders*
Hm. Maybe raw broccoli is apocafic - for when you don't have time/ability to cook it?
I did enjoy the 1996 movie, but more despite than because. It hit me just at the right time, and I fell headlong into DW fandom for a while (I watched it when I was a kid, but I was too young for fandom when Peter Davison was doing it, and I was too upset by his regeneration to give my heart to the subsequent two Doctors). The books and audio dramas that followed were bloody good, too. I had to give up on them because they were too time- and money-consuming, but they really fleshed out the Eighth Doctor.
Maybe raw broccoli is apocafic
Hmm, yes, could be... and it's certainly not to everyone's taste...
Surely raw broccoli is those fics where you can see the potential for a completely brilliant story, except that the author has been too lazy/busy to actually write it and has tossed off a half-arsed sketch instead.
WITH A STICK OF CELERY IN HIS TOP POCKET. Definitive proof that it's all about the vegetables!
*sporfle*
Wait, it's not serious business? *sigh* Now you tell me. :-D
I find other green vegetables are getting the short shrift in favor of broccoli. What about spinich, or asparagas (if ever a phallic vegetable...--maybe that's the PWP)
Yes, well, I say fandom's not serius bizness, but then I go write a manifesto about it, so... take from that what you will. *g*