Ah, providing definitions for things, let us attempt it!
So in the wake of their two disastrous attempts to make things work as a couple, and their one lurid extra-marital affair, Carrie and Big have now set up shop as friends. Ah, what could possibly go wrong there? Nothing, Carrie insists to her friends--she's learned her lesson, and is now quite capable of enjoying Big's company without wanting to enjoy his company, if you catch my drift.

Witnessing Big's proprietary behavior towards Carrie, Samantha tells him to back the heck off (or words to that effect), and leave Carrie alone if he can't manage to just be her chaste and platonic buddy (which, it seems, he cannot.) Soooo... Big actually does back off (miracle of miracles), leaving Carrie free to proceed with her flirtation with Ray unimpeded. Excellent, I am always in favor of Musical Gents with Hats over Toxic (and Hatless) Ex-Boyfriends!

Charlotte, meanwhile, is still trying to figure out what the heck is going on with her and Trey--the sexual part of their marriage is now officially up and running (in coatrooms, bathrooms, elevators, movie theaters, parties, you name it, all over town--the moral of the story--don't invite the MacDougals over for dinner just now!)... but that's pretty much the only part of their marriage that is. Trey has yet to invite Charlotte back into their marital home (for sex or anything else), and Charlotte is haunted by not knowing what the heck any of their Very Public Intimacies mean, or where they are leading her. (Charlotte: "Is he my boyfriend, or my lover? Or my ex-husband whom I occasionally have sex with in coatrooms???") She finally snaps (after Trey seeks to initiate intimacies in a cab two blocks from his/their old apartment, refusing to entertain the idea of actually going there for said intimacies) and suggests trying to rekindle their Marital Sex Life in their Marital Home/Bed. Despite the grim specter of impotence and sexual frustration which haunts said bed, Trey agrees to give this a shot. Charlotte is relieved. So, I imagine, is the cab driver. After all, not even the biggest of big tips can wipe away some memories...

The Analysis:
LGBT Folks Watch: Maria, of course, is a lesbian. (We also briefly see one of her ex-girlfriends, who has a couple of lines, but otherwise flits into the episode only to flit out again.) Maria is conventionally beautiful and feminine in her dress, makeup, etc... as pretty much all of the lesbian characters in the show have been, to date. Even though the show didn't exist yet, we are clearly in an L Word-esque type space here, when it comes to representations of lesbian women--i.e., all present are passport-carrying members of the Land of Normative Female Attractiveness and Fashion-Magazine-Cover-Esque Self-Presentation. [Insert inevitable allusion to "lipstick lesbians" here.]
Which inexorably leads us to the same kinds of debates which swirled around The L Word--is that a good thing (breaking away from long-standing, pernicious stereotypes of lesbian women as "ugly") or a bad thing (representing only one type of lesbian femininity/beauty, to the exclusion of all others?) Hmmmm. Tricky. Perhaps if we had more than approx. three lesbian characters in the entire series, the show might have had the opportunity to depict a more diverse group of lesbian women in more diverse ways? Maybe? Possibly?? Potentially???

Much as I Dislike Seeing Big with Carrie, I Am Nonetheless Pleased That... Watch: Annoying as it is to once again have the writers throw us into the "will Carrie be dopey enough to get back together with Big?" toxic whirlpool, I do nonetheless enjoy one conversation that they have during their Ambiguous Friendship, in which they agree that people need to dress up more, and that we need to bring back fun, sadly extinct/dying-out loopy accessory items such as the watch fob. Well, look at that. I agree with Big about something! Will wonders never cease?

So Doug, whom Miranda dates in this episode, is a pleasant but ordinary-looking bloke (a little pudgy, balding, bespectacled, etc.) On the one hand--nice to see a pleasant but ordinary-looking bloke as a romantic interest here... Sam's endless, indistinguishable string of Men's Health cover models... gets a bit tedious. Hooray for indicating that a man who doesn't look like an Olympic swimmer might actually be an intriguing romantic prospect! On the other hand--it's kind of a bummer that when we do have a not-conventionally-gorgeous bloke in the show, he's involved in scatological comedy plot, rather taken seriously as a truly dateable gent. On the third hand--(pretending that I have one)--I am once again annoyed by the pairing of the conventionally-beautiful Miranda with a not-conventionally-beautiful man. Ah, stunning women relentlessly being paired with non-stunning men in our popular entertainment! Shall I ever tire of it? Answer: yes, I shall--and I have. Please make it stop.

In a show which has all too often in the past reaffirmed the unshakable, unchangeable, immovable boundaries between The Gays and The Straights, it's kind of nice to see the writers introducing the idea that sexual desire and romantic attraction might actually be a little messier--a smidge more fluid and ambiguous--than those absolute categories allow for. Would it have been more revolutionary if they played out such a story line with the more relatable Carrie, Miranda, or Charlotte, rather than the self-proclaimed "tri-sexual--I'll try anything once" Samantha? Sure. But still, showing Sam as a straight woman facing an unexpected attraction to another woman, and taking that attraction seriously (and not being panicked by it)... not too shabby.

Next Up...?: "What's Sex Got to Do With It?" Weeeeelllll, in a show called "Sex and the City"--I would imagine... quite a bit! And turns out... I'm not wrong about that. Join me anon, as we watch Sam plunge into her relationship with Maria, Carrie into dating the be-hatted Ray (have I mentioned I am a big fan of men in retro hats? No?), Charlotte into continued Marriage Renegotiation, and Miranda into... eating cake out of the garbage. Fantastic.
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