If you love TV but don't have time to watch all of it, then you should at least be watching The Soup. It's the best way to get caught up on all the bizarre moments you missed on soap operas, obscure reality shows, and even regional morning newscasts. A team of writers and interns for the show actually devotes their day to watching TV and then goofing on it for our entertainment. What better way for feminists to keep tabs on the world of pop culture?
But the best reason to watch is Joel McHale. His criticisms are sharp, his delivery is hilarious, and his suits are mesmerizing. (I totally want to kiss him.)
There's a lot to love about Tina Fey's sexy-geek image. For instance, "Geeks can be sexy!" is an awesome message, as is "Sexy women can be geeks!" (Okay, maybe there are only two things to love.) I think it's safe to say we get it: She's hot. She's smart. She's hot, yet smart. And vice-versa.
But Fey's sex appeal is no accident — it's the price she paid for fame. In January's Vanity Fair feature, Maureen Dowd gushes about "how a tweezer, cream rinse, a diet, and a Teutonic will transformed a mousy brain into a brainy glamour-puss." Dowd thrills at the success of the makeover that made Fey fit for the camera, and her enthusiasm for weight loss and designer clothes is unsettling. No one wants to picture Liz Lemon doing Weight Watchers...
If you have a tendency to get sucked into bad movies starring formerly
famous actresses, you've probably watched some "Fa la la la Lifetime",
a month-long event in which Lifetime Television brings out its
considerable collection of Christmas movies.
Whether they're are about
Christmas dating, Christmas engagements, or Christmas weddings, the
movies usually to have a few things in common: sassy friends with Canadian
accents, insipid male love interests, excessive seasonal decorations,
embarrassing covers of Christmas carols, and unconvincing dye jobs.
I watched enough this year to discover a sub-genre that's even more unsettling than your average
cute-heroine-finds-Christmas-love story. I call it the Second Chance
Of all the lady cops on TV, Debra Morgan from Dexter is my fave. She's a dedicated cop with a very dirty mouth whose aggressive police work often intimidates male co-workers. But Deb (played by Jennifer Carpenter) is more than just another woman acting like one of the guys.
E! wants us to know just how smart the girls of The Girls Next Door are. Their bios at E! Online even include a "Beauty & Brains" section which detail their ambitions and accomplishments (outside of posing nude).
But if we're supposed to give the Girls credit for intelligence, autonomy, or just plain-old professionalism, then what's with the show's producers constantly undermining them? Post-production sound effects and editing portray these women of "beauty and brains" as silly, vapid, and even ridiculous.
This week the box crushes on one of TV's most entertaining actresses.
Marcia Cross has been a guest-spot staple since she made her
first television appearance in 1985, but she's best known for playing very different roles on Desperate Housewives and Melrose Place.
So which is more fun: an obsessively traditional housewife or a baby-napping husband hater?
Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt are easily TV's most hated couple. He's such a douche! She's such a pushover! And while Heidi always seems on the brink of coming to her senses breaking it off, their recent elopement would suggest otherwise.
Heidi's said publicly that they're both just playing parts, but why does the only remotely stable relationship on The Hills play out as boy = villain and girl = victim?
He's taken the role of "ladies man" to new levels on How I Met Your Mother, played himself as a child actor turned mega-douche in the Harold & Kumar movies, and even used his rep for machismo to shill Old Spice.
So why should feminists be crushing? Because he's redefining the way masculinity is portrayed in pop culture.