This is the second of a two-part series detailing my very strange, harrowing, wonderful year starting in March 2016. You can find Part 1 here.
As you might know from that post, or from Twitter, or from somewhere, I ended up on the program at ClexaCon, like a lot. And you may have asked yourself, as I have many times: who is this random professor, and how did she end up in March 2017 speaking before a crowd in Las Vegas, at a media con featuring a bunch of famous stars and journalists with large followings? Keep in mind my usual crowds at your typical prof-style conferences are very specialized academics in some esoteric literary interest area (queer studies in the German novella, anyone?), usually about 5 of them, or like 20 on a good day. Needless to say, CC was not my typical venue. Continue reading
Lincoln in S1, already bound and tortured
As you may have read in previous posts, I’ve had a lot to say about the death of Lexa and The 100 EP Jason Rothenberg’s participation in the dangerous and demeaning “Bury Your Gays” trope. But along with recognizing the (to put it mildly) problematic death of Lexa and the ways in which it tangibly damaged the LGBTQ community, the death of Lincoln gives us occasion for a long-time-coming reflection on the equally deplorable depiction of ethnic / racial minorities on the show.
I honestly thought I wouldn’t have much to write this week, at least not on this topic. I thought I had said all I had to say about The 100 Mess, as Variety TV journalist Maureen Ryan termed it in her bold and refreshing 3/14 article. It’s been written about dozens of times now. However, this past weekend brought us LA’s PaleyFest and Alycia Debnam-Carey’s measured, likely rehearsed, but sympathetic responses to questions about Lexa’s death and what it meant to fans and the LGBT community. Continue reading
I don’t care if I spoil it for you. It deserves to be spoiled: Lexa dies in Episode 7 of CW TV’s series The 100. I don’t care if I spoil this for you because I can no longer support this series, and I will no longer be writing these recaps. Here’s why. Continue reading
The fandom this week had absolutely zero chill. Things quickly went from zero to a million hilarious memes about Lexa’s candle collection, to off-the-charts speculation about potential smut on the show (and beyond), which degenerated into Sin Day, which we shall never speak of again. And generally there was a lot of speculation about a possible kiss between Clarke and Lexa because the night episode 6 aired was the one-year anniversary since the fateful kiss that launched a million gifs. Turns out no kiss, but we did get the drawing scene. And apparently there was a lot of ugly hate on twitter, but I don’t venture on there often. My knowledge of happenings there is largely second-hand. Continue reading