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Nov. 4th, 2011 07:56 pmThings of today:
- Work kinda sucked. Not for any big reason - mostly because it was one of those days where I'm shelving and everywhere I need to be, there are about three patrons. And when I switch to another place, by the time I have those books on my cart, there are people in the new place and the first place is empty. All day long. That sort of thing makes me want to punch people.
- Also, I am reading this book called The American Horror Film by Reynold Humphries (because it was there and why not?) and oh gods, the Freud. And that would almost be okay (though still a little crazycakes) if he would actually state logical reasons for his ideas but he'll just be going along and suddenly Dracula symbolizes fear of castration and there is no explanation as to why. I mean, I'm sure there's a logical reason in Mr Humphries' brain but he has not seen fit to explain it to me. Other than the fact that everything is about castration because, y'know, Freud. (Okay, not everything. Some things are about the Primal Scene or Oedipal whatsit.)
- The book also has a lot of "women are figures of anxiety because they don't have penises" which always makes me wonder (because I have not read Freud), am I, as a woman, supposed (by the author of the Freudian whatsit) to find other women disquieting because they don't have penises? Is it assumed that I am weirded out by them in horror films because of their figurative castration? Because a) I've always been pretty happy about my not-having-a-penis, b) I assume most other women are too, and c) it's not like you can always just look at a person and figure out if they have one or not without a lot of inappropriate staring on my part or nudity on theirs. But of course, I am a girl and thus manly things like horror films and the Freudian analysis of horror films are not for me. Grar.
- I keep reading the book thinking that maybe he will say something that isn't about castration (with occasional Marxist whatsit about how Dr Frankenstein is oppressing the peasants (which, yes, he probably is)) but he hasn't yet. If I had anything else I was interested in reading, I think I'd give up.
- Which is really the problem - I am between fandoms and I am really a fundamentally happier person when I have something to obsess about. I tend to go for the horror scholarship when I don't have anything else that's grabbing me because it almost always works but not so much when it is Freudian nonsense. I have some other things coming via interlibrary loan but they are not here yet. So I am kinda blah right now.
- Maybe I will have some ice cream.
- Work kinda sucked. Not for any big reason - mostly because it was one of those days where I'm shelving and everywhere I need to be, there are about three patrons. And when I switch to another place, by the time I have those books on my cart, there are people in the new place and the first place is empty. All day long. That sort of thing makes me want to punch people.
- Also, I am reading this book called The American Horror Film by Reynold Humphries (because it was there and why not?) and oh gods, the Freud. And that would almost be okay (though still a little crazycakes) if he would actually state logical reasons for his ideas but he'll just be going along and suddenly Dracula symbolizes fear of castration and there is no explanation as to why. I mean, I'm sure there's a logical reason in Mr Humphries' brain but he has not seen fit to explain it to me. Other than the fact that everything is about castration because, y'know, Freud. (Okay, not everything. Some things are about the Primal Scene or Oedipal whatsit.)
- The book also has a lot of "women are figures of anxiety because they don't have penises" which always makes me wonder (because I have not read Freud), am I, as a woman, supposed (by the author of the Freudian whatsit) to find other women disquieting because they don't have penises? Is it assumed that I am weirded out by them in horror films because of their figurative castration? Because a) I've always been pretty happy about my not-having-a-penis, b) I assume most other women are too, and c) it's not like you can always just look at a person and figure out if they have one or not without a lot of inappropriate staring on my part or nudity on theirs. But of course, I am a girl and thus manly things like horror films and the Freudian analysis of horror films are not for me. Grar.
- I keep reading the book thinking that maybe he will say something that isn't about castration (with occasional Marxist whatsit about how Dr Frankenstein is oppressing the peasants (which, yes, he probably is)) but he hasn't yet. If I had anything else I was interested in reading, I think I'd give up.
- Which is really the problem - I am between fandoms and I am really a fundamentally happier person when I have something to obsess about. I tend to go for the horror scholarship when I don't have anything else that's grabbing me because it almost always works but not so much when it is Freudian nonsense. I have some other things coming via interlibrary loan but they are not here yet. So I am kinda blah right now.
- Maybe I will have some ice cream.