Catwomen

If you haven’t seen The Dark Knight Rises yet, I strongly recommend it. I’m no film critic, but what I can tell you is that Christopher Nolan is a god, the special effects are jaw-dropping (and yet not overdone), the story is intricate and reflects a lot of issues germane to our times, the female characters are immensely powerful, and that other than one fleeting moment of bogus acting, which would be a spoiler if I revealed it, I can’t fault a performance.

A stand-out? Anne Hathaway as Selina Kyle, who is not overtly referred to but obviously known as the Catwoman.

I cannot imagine that men don’t love her, possibly because my vision is clouded by my own adoration. Other than a sketchy past that she’s trying to escape (who amongst us?), she’s everything you want to be: clever, wry, mechanical, supremely sexy, spandexed, shapely and super-fit. Plus, she has a great collection of little black dresses which are ladylike and vampy at once. And, she can work a string of pearls better than Jackie O on a good day.

But here’s what I love most about the superwoman that is Catwoman. She is literally a super woman. She is resolutely and unapologetically female. She purrs, she works her feminine wiles, she uses her typically female powers of nuanced and critical thinking and in the end, she still opens herself up to love… ultimately coming back to her man (again, I ask: who amongst us?).

And that’s my take on feminism — and the very point of this blog. We win when we do what we do best — and that is precisely what we were genetically programmed to do: Be. Women.

I am a proud feminist and because of that, I embrace what is feminine. What scares me is the notion that we must be bashful about our womanly ways in order to be taken seriously. So what do we get? ‘Professional’ women dressed in genderless suits, acting like poor imitations of their male counterparts and beating themselves up over the notion of having it all (a paradigm that has never, nor will ever, exist for men).

There are some damn good mimics out there, but an imitation is never as good as the real thing. Instead of trying to be something that we’re not — or worse, a new, androgynous category that never existed — why don’t we make the most of what we are? Proudly, strongly feminine.

Ladies, please… don’t neuter your Catwoman.

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  1. #1 by A.M. on July 31, 2012 - 9:12 pm

    IS THIS ABOUT CATS!?!

  2. #3 by A.M. on July 31, 2012 - 9:14 pm

    I LOVE THAT YOU LOVE CATS.

  3. #4 by Marianne Moulson on July 31, 2012 - 9:56 pm

    Excellent thinking and excellent writing. Snoop changed his name to Snoop Lion perhaps you might condiser Soho Cat.

    • #5 by sohospeaks on July 31, 2012 - 10:10 pm

      Do you think he’ll change it back once the dope haze clears? Wait, will it ever clear?

  4. #6 by jennamilly on July 31, 2012 - 10:01 pm

    Aren’t those glasses as little ears ahmazing, too?

    • #7 by sohospeaks on July 31, 2012 - 10:09 pm

      You know I love any head gear with ears. I am all in.

  5. #8 by gravitasbaby on August 2, 2012 - 9:26 pm

    Avoiding your post until I actually see the film. Nevertheless, Ann Hathaway, is an actress with depth and talent and a potent sexual energy.

    • #9 by sohospeaks on August 3, 2012 - 1:24 pm

      Good idea. There is a slight, very unitentional spoiler in there, but I can’t delete it for flow. Enjoy the film though. I loved it. Clearly.

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