#millennial tv

[adrugcallednostalgia]

Mentally I am here

[reverse-engineering-life]

When you are in a writing block…

[devotion2]

The Making of a Millennial Woman - Another Gaze: A Feminist Film Journal

Being a millennial feels like being stuck in a permanent state of on-the-cusp adolescence. Sulky, prickly, and painfully hyper-visible, our.

“We are now supposedly in the era of the ‘unlikeable woman’, which means that we celebrate that women too can be dirty, repulsive, mean, cruel, and flawed.... The one-dimensional figures of the past – who could only either to be adored or reviled by men – have been replaced by ‘complex female characters’ who are able to unapologetically reject polite sociality. This can be powerful. But the praise that surrounds such figures also risks producing a premature celebration, a divestment of power that leaves us happy to pick at scraps and inoculate ourselves against the harder, messier mission of getting to a point where ‘unlikability’ is no longer a one-note punchline. It is rarely asked to whom these women are cruel, what engineered this cruelty, and what ends this cruelty serves. To do so might chip away at the unitary image of ‘womanhood’ that so many discussions of the ‘millennial woman’ prop up uncritically. The ability to present the fact that women themselves can be imperfect, flawed, and cruel as a powerful, blanket revelation unto itself privileges a certain standpoint. Womanhood, after all, is a deeply variegated class with its own histories of exclusions, violence, and domination. For some, the systemic cruelty of other women is not so much a neutral revelation, but a fact of life. I have spent as much time navigating terrible men as I have the subtle cruelty of upper middle class white women, whether that involved proto-Regina Georges deeming me cool for an Asian in middle school, or as an adult, feeling undermined by other women quick to deem me cute and sweet. That this truth of my terrible, awkward, self-hating adolescence – women can be cruel, shitty, and narcissistic – has now been rebranded as a means of emancipating us ‘all’ under a common banner of womanhood, feels perverse, if not a stunning indictment on how parochial the current mainstream discourse on women’s emancipation really is. For every celebration of a rich white woman as carelessly destructive with her life as her privileged male counterparts, we should ask what it is that gives her the ability to be so brazen, and who is sidelined as collateral.”