Quote of the day: 07.01.17
Can you believe it's July?! Where does time go?! (Trick question, y'all time is a social construct so it's not going anywhere.) One of my favorite movies came out on this day in 1992. I wasn't even born yet. (Hi, yes I am a baby.) (Also, I am writing this technically late on June 30 and I am drinking and when I drink I tend to overuse parentheses. I am such a fun drunk.) (Yes, mother, I am drinking safely. No, I did not drive to go get In-n-Out fries even though I desperately want them because 1. My budget, and 2. Drinking and driving is illegal.)
ANYWAY. A League of Their Own came out on this day in 1992. Whew. Took a while to get there, didn't it? One of the best parts about this movie is their awareness of the racial segregation that took place. (Am I about to drunk ramble about the importance of intersectional feminism? You bet I ammmmmm.)
There's a scene where a foul ball gets hit toward the segregated section of the stadium and Geena Davis' character beckons the woman who picks the ball up to throw it back. Well, that lady's got a hard throw. (Is that the proper baseball term for being able to throw well? Guys, I don't know.) It's this little, self-aware moment where the movie's like, yeah, things are being progressed for white ladies, but things are still pretty shit for women that aren't white.
With historical films, people have the freedom to alter the actual story to fit whatever narrative you want. It's like Sully, where 99% of the drama didn't exist and Clint Eastwood just threw it in there so that the movie wasn't two minutes long. (Whether or not Sully is a good movie in general is a whole different story. Hint: it ain't.) But, from the minimal skimming of the Wikipedia article I just did, it seems like A League of Their Own stuck pretty true to the real life thing. There weren't any women of color in the ladies baseball league, not because there weren't talented women of color baseball players, but because America's got a whole other set of issues. And while women can be left out because they are women, women of color can also be doubly excluded because of their race and their gender. And then you can even break it down more to include sexuality and disability and gender identity and social class and the list can continue on and on.
That's why intersectionality is important. Like, a black woman's experiences have to be understood as both someone who is black and some who is a woman. For my life, my experiences have to be understood by someone who is gay and some who is a woman. Ya dig? That's why it's so dope A League of Their Own included that scene. It's that kind of awareness we need.
On the flipside, someone please tell me how the X-Files filled a whole writers' room with dudes and no one thought to scratch their heads and be like woah it's a total sausage fest in here, maybe we should get some ladies in here to get a different perspective since the last season totally tanked. But, no.
I don't know anymore. I'm gonna stop rambling here and go back to working on my book. I feel like I've written some really really good stuff tonight, but I guess sober me will find out tomorrow. Good luck, Sober Tina.
Also, happy birthday, Canada. I just love ya.
(Also, apparently Buzzfeed wrote an article about this, too. Great minds think alike.)