Masculinity-Movies blog

MM LIVE #1: Good Men Project

posted by Eivind on May 16, 2010, at 7:25 pm

The first Masculinity Movies LIVE took place on Friday May 14, 2010. The featured movie was The Good Men Project. The report for this event is an exclusive on the Good Men Project blog. Please go there to read more about it.

Here is the invitation that was sent out for it.

Keep an eye out for event #2, coming in June 2010.

Interested in hosting Masculinity Movies LIVE events in your area? Contact me.

Sexist advertising? As long as men are the targets, why not?

posted by Eivind on May 16, 2010, at 10:42 am

I caught this ad at the movies yesterday (I don’t have a TV so that’s the only place I see them).

I’d like to see the same ad with the roles turned reach the public eye. Let’s be honest – it wouldn’t fly. The guy is having an existential crisis – the woman thinks he is pathetic and “recycles” him. There are a couple of implications here:

  • Men who try to connect with their feelings/get through an existential crisis are undesirable (further emphasizing the macho “man up” attitude which propagates weakness among men)
  • Men are trash (literally)
  • Women are higher value than men

There would be hordes of feminists crying outrage if this was a movie with a man recycling a woman. I wouldn’t be surprised if the same people laugh when they see this.

Other dubious pieces of advertising

And here’s one that describes the fate of modern men in a pretty accurate way

The women answered with a spoof, which shows that we are in big trouble. Not only is the pay wage talked about in the spoof a myth  propagated by false statistics – women do plastic surgery and botox mainly for other women, not for their men. Shockingly, men are actually capable of loving their wives and girlfriends even if they are not perfect. I’ve seen Pelle Billing report statistics showing that, for many women, the same isn’t true. Why? Perhaps because women are privy to all kinds of special treatment that men never get access to, thus making them think they are more deserving than men.  Anyway, I am concerned that there is not a shred of empathy to be had from the makers of this movie. Just more of the same hateful “men are pathetic” scorn.

Finally, this is worth a look. It’s a brief overview of misandry in advertising.

I would be happy to see the feminists stop fighting a war they won a long time ago. The evidence is in how we don’t bat an eyelid when men are targets, but when women are targets, whole nations rise in fury. That is starting to change, however, and now it’s up to the men’s movement – guys like you and  me – to discover the inner freedom and love on the other side of anger and bitterness. Fortunately, the numbers of good women wanting us to succeed in this epic undertaking is ever increasing.

Thanks to Jessi Fischer, the woman whose blog I found some of these ads on. “Stop the hate”, she says. I agree.

Obama’s mentoring program

posted by Eivind on May 14, 2010, at 10:25 am

Watching this video made me very happy. Michelle and Barack Obama introduce the White House mentoring program for boys. I know Obama has been accused of just propagating more of the feminist, misandric politics we know from many of the so-called liberated nations of the world (my own nation of Norway being one of those), but I never agreed with the people who made those claims. He gets it, more so than pretty much anyone else.

I particularly admire him for addressing the importance of commitment and the problem of popular culture’s message that you can get something for nothing: Instant gratification. Obama should know a thing or two about these things.

Michelle points out that anyone can be mentors, regardless of age or background. I consider that a challenge to living a good life in service of the people around me.

Thanks to Earl Hipp of Man Making for making me aware of this video.

A poem by my friend Marten

posted by Eivind on May 13, 2010, at 7:17 pm

My friend Marten who wrote the review for Avatar shared his poem with me the other day and it really impressed me. To me, this is a beautiful expression of the Lover archetype with spatters of King. What does it mean to you? Do tell in the comments below.

Oh, I almost forgot – Marten’s website Wake project is finally up, where he talks about the reasons why we should take better care of the oceans that support us. Check it out.

Seven Songs From The Sea

With passionate lips
My waves kiss your shores.

Surging…
Salty…
I kiss every curve.
Wash over you endlessly
Caress each cove.
My weight presses down.
Delights in rise and fall.
I lick my fingers, and
Linger.
Retreat: playful and slow.
Before surging over you again.
Land:
Endlessly immersed in me.
Land:
You trembled in my boundlessness.

With tender lips
My waves kiss your shores.

I give you life
I give you love…
I am your very home,
Together on this world for millennia
Endless shifting in this geomorphic waltz of fluids, solids and fire.
Switching seats as we follow the moon.
Although we dance together
I sense that now:
You step alone.
What once was side by side could simply ebb.
Footprints waiting for my tide, aching in their decay.
But you need me more than ever
To feed your hungry bodies
To fuel your greedy minds
Drink the life I give you.
Leave nothing behind.

With pained lips
My waves kiss your shores.

You tear at me with net and line
Take…
Everything
Quotas and bycatch:
That’s how you love me
Metal replaces flesh as machines rake through me.
And I
Fight back with storms
and Salt.
Drag and rust your evil hulls into my depths.
Yet you return:
Endless swarms of my lost children
Suckle on this ancient welt
So damaging and deep
That it makes my depths seem like the skin of stars
It was the wind who whispered “Earth” to me, “That’s what they call you now.”
Damn you ‘Earth’, We’re a planet blue
Is there no room left for me
Though I’m most of us
And you fear drowning in my arms.

With violent lips
My waves kiss your shores.

Am I a blue mirror for you to reach for more of the above?
Look through my surface!
Let my allure pull you,
Fear nothing but your love!
Close this distance between us
Return on my tide
Rediscover me around you
Look away from yourselves and back to the blue
Steal glances out the portholes as you kiss and rock.
Drop your hand over the side and trail your fingers through me…
But…
As skin and tissue collide
Faces turn together,
Your love and hate so wide.
With so many more of you:
Seven.
Seven billion at last count.
There is now less space for the places where you used to call home
And you:
See yourselves

Vanity seeps deep the more you strip bare these ancient bones
And you stand back to admire the cracking skeleton that remains
Nodding content as though it is the most amazing thing you’ve ever seen.
While crowding yourselves in the flesh of each other.
And I’m here to provoke:
There’s more to us than you.

With sad lips
My waves kiss your shores.

In my hurt
I returned
Begged
To tell of my sea-creatures pain
I spoke
But your ears refuse all but the romance of my waves.
So I shake my mane of seaweed hair
I tilt my head back and
Scream my silent screams.
You used to speak for us
Even now, with your lungs so full of the oxygen I give you:
Your breath remains lost
And our dreams have come to nothing
All dried up in your sand.
Now I’m reduced to the edge of your ancient charts
Where silver leviathans lie
Forgotten in your hearts.
And as gill, blowhole, beak and lip twist savagely on tight lines
Fins are cut through cartilage for your pleasure
Soaked wings drown in nets so wide
Their mouths could swallow your town in them
You dare to call us ‘monsters’
There are so few now
You’ve taken them from me
They call to you
Cry for you
When will you let them be?
Understand that they…
They are you too.

With lips so dry
My waves kiss your shores.

It’s time you sat back beside me
Tilted your face to my mirror
And saw yourself framed in the heavy clouds
Remember that you share me
And I share you.
So, choose well what you take
Put back what you consume
And…
Remember our lust.
As my waves wash over you,
My salt tingle
Will linger.
Form tears of joy on your coast.
Every drop
Will touch the corners of your crevices.
My wake
Will embrace you forever.
Forget-me-not
This beauty blue you live on.
Blue:
The cyan marble in the black
You’ve seen in a thousand vintage satellite images.
Blue:
Like the clouds that you wish for
On a sunny day.

With ceaseless lips
My waves kiss your shores.

So, trail your fingers through me
Check your air
Fall back in love with me
Fill your lungs with wonders
And tell your neighbours what you learned
Come back to me
I’m hopeful.
Spare a thought for us,
My surf awaits it’s return kiss
My deep awaits your lust
Sink slow slowly into me
My deepest place of wonder
Let’s dance!
We’re in this one together
Endless in romance.

Come back

My waves kiss your shores.

Polling software installed

posted by Eivind on May 9, 2010, at 7:33 pm

Hi!

Quick note to inform you that I just whacked some polling software in the sidebar of the site. That means you can now influence which movie will be featured next. I hope this will provide some incentive to participate more in the selection process.

Looking forward to receiving your vote!

Thanks!
Eivind