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I've said it before, but once again I'll have to say it seems to me that posting threads of which I'm not entirely sure in what area to post it is sort of my destiny:blushing:
This thread will be a tread about two of my biggest interests - Hollywood cinema (oh, maybe not only Hollywood, but predominantly) and ancient classical culture (but this time more Roman than Greek). In particular I'll look into two specific aspects of the movies:
a) what the movies takes for granted about Roman sexuality;
b) the movies visual presentation of Ancient Rome, in particular it's colors.
But I wanted to start the thread on a deeply personal note to "excavate" - to use an archeological methaphor - some of the drives behind most things I do, on GH and in life in general. I want to "un-earth" my personal fight with western heteronormativity, speaking in academese.
So let's take a stroll down memory lane together with me, to the 1970s and to the deep Swedish countryside!
In my childhood and youth, I grew up in a small village - and we're talking seriously SMALL, about 350 people - dominated by working class people and farmers, and I got into puberty in the early 1970s. Ahhh...those were the horny days...So I had a small group of close friends, wanking together, sucking together, fucking together...
In many ways my teenage days were great, lots of fun, lots of sex, lots of friendship. But I didn't say "and we were all gay" - we really didn't care. First of all, we were horndogs. I had my own band of horny brothers.
But at the same time, I grew more and more alienated from Swedish culture and society. Why? Well, what about all stories and images that SHOULD have been there. I KNEW better than all the teacher's and grown-up's and doctors and journalists and politico's etc etc etc, that boys like to look at boys, touching boys, having sex with boys - but there weren't any stories, and no relevant images. (Why is this important? Well go read philosopher Charles Taylor, or cultural anthropologist Clifford Geertz : Man is, for fuck's sake, Homo Narrans, the Storytelling Animal.)
Instead I had to wallow in inane pop songs, and movies and TV-series and magazines, all about boys and girls and boys and girls and boys and girls....and on and on and on and on...
Good Lord, I was totally uninterested in Carol...
...I definitely didn't run around Sue...
...and I couldn't care less about Barbara Ann...
...and no, I didn't become a believer just because I saw her face...
What I wanted? TUTTI FRUTTI :rofl::rofl::rofl:
(But the original Tutti Frutti-text, please...)
OK, I was incredibly naïve, but I wasn't stupid. There's really something fishy going on, when the whole of Western society "tells the truth" to teenage boys, that the "only thing" they should be interested in is houling as a teenage wolf after girls...:duh:
In my twenties, I went to the university and soon could start connecting new themes and do some serious questioning.
I had been fond of movies and TV-series already as a kid, but getting into a bit of film studies gave me possibilities to engage in some more structured thinking, and from another direction came a rather newfound love: Classical Greek and Roman culture.
Now I definitely KNEW that there were so many other stories that could be told. Well, those interests and thoughts laid the earliest foundations to the thread I'm about to start!
This thread will be a tread about two of my biggest interests - Hollywood cinema (oh, maybe not only Hollywood, but predominantly) and ancient classical culture (but this time more Roman than Greek). In particular I'll look into two specific aspects of the movies:
a) what the movies takes for granted about Roman sexuality;
b) the movies visual presentation of Ancient Rome, in particular it's colors.
But I wanted to start the thread on a deeply personal note to "excavate" - to use an archeological methaphor - some of the drives behind most things I do, on GH and in life in general. I want to "un-earth" my personal fight with western heteronormativity, speaking in academese.
So let's take a stroll down memory lane together with me, to the 1970s and to the deep Swedish countryside!
In my childhood and youth, I grew up in a small village - and we're talking seriously SMALL, about 350 people - dominated by working class people and farmers, and I got into puberty in the early 1970s. Ahhh...those were the horny days...So I had a small group of close friends, wanking together, sucking together, fucking together...
In many ways my teenage days were great, lots of fun, lots of sex, lots of friendship. But I didn't say "and we were all gay" - we really didn't care. First of all, we were horndogs. I had my own band of horny brothers.
But at the same time, I grew more and more alienated from Swedish culture and society. Why? Well, what about all stories and images that SHOULD have been there. I KNEW better than all the teacher's and grown-up's and doctors and journalists and politico's etc etc etc, that boys like to look at boys, touching boys, having sex with boys - but there weren't any stories, and no relevant images. (Why is this important? Well go read philosopher Charles Taylor, or cultural anthropologist Clifford Geertz : Man is, for fuck's sake, Homo Narrans, the Storytelling Animal.)
Instead I had to wallow in inane pop songs, and movies and TV-series and magazines, all about boys and girls and boys and girls and boys and girls....and on and on and on and on...
Good Lord, I was totally uninterested in Carol...
...I definitely didn't run around Sue...
...and I couldn't care less about Barbara Ann...
...and no, I didn't become a believer just because I saw her face...
What I wanted? TUTTI FRUTTI :rofl::rofl::rofl:
(But the original Tutti Frutti-text, please...)
OK, I was incredibly naïve, but I wasn't stupid. There's really something fishy going on, when the whole of Western society "tells the truth" to teenage boys, that the "only thing" they should be interested in is houling as a teenage wolf after girls...:duh:
In my twenties, I went to the university and soon could start connecting new themes and do some serious questioning.
I had been fond of movies and TV-series already as a kid, but getting into a bit of film studies gave me possibilities to engage in some more structured thinking, and from another direction came a rather newfound love: Classical Greek and Roman culture.
Now I definitely KNEW that there were so many other stories that could be told. Well, those interests and thoughts laid the earliest foundations to the thread I'm about to start!