The cavalcade of mixed reactions to the conclusion of the “Pamela” three-parter is indicative of something positive about a show; that it is so highly affective that individual people will have remarkably different reactions. My experience live-tweeting it was met with a great deal of support and a little bit of ire. It isn’t wrong for people to question my feminism after my ultimately positive response. One of the advantages of feminism(s) is that the reactions and beliefs are varied, and in this specific instance, I will be departing from the mainstream of feminism by saying that the conclusion of Louie S4 was beautiful.
Do you remember what it was like being a kid?
Tonight’s two-parter took some decompression. Louie isn’t the kind of show you can just watch and turn your mind off to. People compare him to Fellini, and I guess that’s true, but only because I have no idea what Fellini’s gimmicks are so I’m taking their word for it. Did that make me sound smart?
Totally didn’t, right? I set the bar low so now you can read my actual thoughts. Continue reading
Louis C.K. just showed the first legitimate body-positive straight-shooting no-bullshit fat woman I have ever seen on TV. In a TV schedule peppered with my lipidly-lovely brethren, somehow a man’s show more realistically represented myself and other fat women more than half a dozen other shows ever could. Continue reading