Sunday, May 16, 2010

Final Paper: Age is a Fine Line When Deciding if You're a Perve

“Don’t knock masturbation – it’s sex with someone I love!”

When writer/actor/director/comedian Woody Allen offered the above quote as a tongue-in-cheek justification for self-pleasure, he probably didn’t think hoards of college students would be asked to analyze and dissect the underlying psychological meaning. Fortunately for the sake of his fame, Allen’s comedic contribution sparked an academic movement devoted to equating his self-serving yet self-deprecating style to the rest of the world. Sex is the golden topic of the moment. Although it has existed since the dawn of time, it is now becoming a subject of easy conversation. The culture industry thrives on it, despite the emotional connotation which can often be associated. It is often said that “the only bad publicity is no publicity,” which lends itself to how sex is seen in the media. For example, raunchy comedies make a killing at the box office by throwing in crude, witty banter about anything pertaining to genitalia. Other movies, involving sexual deviants or any other kind of film with a dark, sexual nature (like 2006’s Little Children) are nominated for awards. But back to Allen – the characters he often portrays are said to be reflective of himself. While we know that he has had his fair share of strange sexual encounters (marrying his adopted daughter) his fictional characters have been received as being of a perverse nature. It is safe to say that no one reacted with attraction to Allen’s attempt at “sexiness” in any of the movies shown in class. So what makes Allen’s sex jokes gross, and Michael Cera’s awkward attempt to laid in Superbad hysterical? Age is a deciding factor in what can be seen as acceptable in the entertainment industry. Just as older actresses are replaced with newer, fitter, “perkier” models, those who are allowed to make the funny sex jokes exist in a tailored niche.

Generally speaking, it is safe to say that sex plays a major role in movies, music, books and other artistic outlets. This is not a new development, as sexual scandal sold the story of the Greek Tragedy Oedipus Rex, deemed Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint one of the most controversial and banned texts, continually existed in the subconscious background of Allen’s movies and writings, and in the works of Chuck Palahniuk – master of the modern day perverse. Looking at all of these works, however, it is striking to notice the way the characters are portrayed. To be more specific, it is notable how age plays a factor in how the male brain is presented to an audience. In movies and literature today, young, sexually minded males are portrayed as humorous, while adult sexually minded males are seen as perverse or psychologically disturbed.
Sex has simultaneously served the purpose of perpetuating the human race and creating an arena for pleasure and obsession. Although the act itself is of an innate, programmed hormonal reaction, society is being steered in the direction of sex for pleasure, comedy and commodity. Once a taboo subject only discussed in hushed whispers between bored housewives, eroticism is everywhere the consumer turns. While gender barriers and expectations still exist in many parts of the world, it is undeniable that the subject of sex sells and is wholeheartedly popular. As a country that thrives off of consumerism and anything that boasts a hefty price tag, the United States reaps the benefit of sexualized media. News media is no longer strictly reporting on crime and politics, but elements of the entertainment industry. Hard news is often eschewed in place of weekend box office hits on Friday morning shows. The point is that sex sells. How did we reach this point and what steamrolled this trend?

Austrian neurologist/psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud first suggested the Oedipus Complex in the early 20th century. This psychological term/condition explains the alleged unconscious (and usually repressed) sexual feelings and desires that a male feels for his birth mother. This “complex” is presented as a phase of life where the young male feels not only unexplained desire for his mother, but also a sense of protectiveness. In class it was suggested that the physical bond formed in nine months of pregnancy alone is enough to create an inherent connection toward one’s mother. The male child is groomed to compulsion toward his mother from the time of conception to the time of breastfeeding, where he can freely gaze into her eyes. Just as a grown man would become protective of his girlfriend or wife, the young male feels a built-in need to protect and love his mother as if it is his duty and responsibility. As the child grows older, this mindset wears off but still exists in the subconscious.
Although the Oedipus Complex supposedly wears off when the male child enters adolescence, traces of the condition rear its head in all of the aforementioned texts. While Woody Allen’s works are entirely more cerebral and self-serving than most at the box office, bookstore or newsstand today, modern audiences are still presented with the idea of the sex-consumed male. Age is a master manipulator of the psyche and emotions. As the entertainment and culture industry thrives, we submerge ourselves into the escapist worlds of the characters created for the big screen and in the pages of novels. While women definitely exhibit more and more sexual freedom, for the purpose of this argument, males are dominantly portrayed and sexual minded creatures. The difference is, though, that grown men are often seen as sexually confused, plagued and consumed with the act resulting in being viewed as deviants, while teenage boys are seen as hormonal, normal and funny in their quest to get laid.
Freud liked the tear the small intricacies of life apart, looking for an excuse to tie the people of the world together with a “freak” string. Through dreams and the subconscious, he made it common for individuals to become wrapped up in the idea of the “repressed.” Emotions stemming from early life as a child were said to affect the adult brain. Almost every Woody Allen movie references an “analyst.” The neurotic, mismatched couple always gets into an argument over sex or love, and results in “I can’t do this – I have a meeting with my analyst.” Allen doesn’t make the subject of sex a cut and dry punch line, though. His on screen affairs are sloppy and drama-filled creating an air of negativity and confusion. Sex in Woody Allen movies involves uptight, neurotic adults who make the entire act unsexy and unattractive. It is said that confidence shines through in someone, helping to creating a sense of attractiveness – Freud would have had a field day ripping Allen to shreds, analyzing his deep-rooted emotional issues, neurosis and tendency to be a self-deprecating mess.

Existing the same spectrum of a strange sexual nature is Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint. Originally published in 1969, Portnoy’s Complaint was received as a scandalous, horrific depiction of a sexually obsessed young adult man. The audience engages with the main character, Alexander Portnoy on a most personal level. Portnoy is young, Jewish, neurotic yet self-loving (in more ways than one) and spilling his guts the entire length of the text to his therapist, Dr. Spielvogel. Alex’s “mommy issues” shine through very clear, paving the way for reflection of how people are portrayed in arts and entertainment. Once again, Freudian theory rears its ugly head, and lends itself to the grotesque side of the sexual playing field.
Throughout the novel, Alex spends most of his time telling anecdotes of his childhood. While his father was a hard-working insurance salesman who was delegated to the poorest, hardest neighborhoods, Alex never fully respected him or gave him the credits he deserved. His feelings toward his mother, however, are the complete opposite. Alex talks about his mother in a way that makes her seem superhuman. For example, the reader is treated to an inside account of how he feels about both of his parents right off the bat –
“It was my mother who could accomplish anything, who herself had to admit that it might even be that she was actually too good… she could make jello, for instance, with sliced peaches hanging in it, peaches just suspended there, in defiance of the law of gravity” (Roth 11).
Alex loves his mother with such an inherent passion that he depicts her nothing short of holy. His father, however, is largely hated/ignored:
“Indeed, during that extended period of rage that goes by the name of my adolescence, what terrified me most about my father was not the violence I wished every nightt at the dinner table to commit upon his ignorant barbaric carcass” (Roth 41).
Both of these quotes work together to illustrate the point that the male brain is psychologically wired to feel passionate toward his mother and resentful of his father. Portnoy’s Complaint does not lack in sexual deviancy, as mentioned above. The beginning of the book largely focuses on Alex as a young boy, coming into his sexual-own. While he lays on the all too cliché chaise lounge, Alex rattles off his sexual exploits. Starting from the time he was a child, he relays anecdotes which being told in an almost repentant manner. Alex tells his stories with passion and fervor, looking for validation about his needs and desires. The constant need to masturbate ties in with the stress of his beloved mother always existing in the background. As Alex becomes more and more in-tune with his carnal side, he never really can escape to a place where he can be totally alone. From the time of childhood, where he blamed his excessive bathroom time on something he ate, his stories are seriously descriptive, but not disturbing. As the reader, we laugh at what poor Alex is trying to hide. Of course he isn’t going to be as forthcoming (no pun intended) to his mother while he’s in the bathroom “taking care” of himself. That element of embarrassment and secrecy is almost endearing. When Alex starts to tell Dr. Spielvogel about his exploits as a young man, however, reactions go from slightly humorous and juvenile to feelings of disgust or exploitation. Readers expressed the transfer of reactions from slight amusement to reaching the “too much information zone.” The idea of a teenage boy running home from school to get some “alone time” seems normal and natural. The idea of a man sexually assaulting a piece of liver or masturbating on public transportation is unnecessary and perverse.

I’m not saying that if a little kid did it, it would be acceptable. The idea is that while sex is becoming a more and more acceptable topic of conversation, there is an age limit where the audience can laugh it off as exploratory and not exploitative. The young male is viewed as explorative and amusing, and the adult male is viewed as a deviant. This does not just take place in literature though, as shown in many current films.
Judd Apatow is undoubtedly one of the most successful director/producers on the planet right now. His works include Undeclared and Freaks and Geeks, both TV sitcoms exploring the emotionally and sexually frustrating lives of high school students. Apatow is more recently praised for his feature films, including Knocked Up, Superbad and Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Apatow’s credits are prime examples of the idea of sex as mechanism of young, male life. For example, the 2007 box-office hit Superbad follows two best friends, Seth and Evan. As graduating seniors, the boys embark on a mission to somehow score booze with their socially inept friend’s fake ID. The quest for alcohol does not exist in the hopes of a night of inebriation, but instead to garner the respect of Jules – Seth’s crush. Jules’ house is the ultimate destination – where the boys know they have sex as a reward for “bringing the party.” Shenanigans ensue throughout the film, all revolving around sexually charged jokes and references.
The beginning of the movie plays host to a scene where Evan and Seth discuss what porn sites to subscribe to. While Seth suggests the “Vagtastic Voyage,” Evan says that a site like “Perfect Ten” would be more appropriate, and less conspicuous to their parents credit card bills. Once again, teenage boys look at porn for fun in preparation for the life ahead of them. When grown men look at porn, their wives or girlfriends write to the Cosmopolitan “Ask Cosmo” column begging for advice on how to get their men to stop.
The audience response was more than positive and is now considered to be a “classic.”

In all honesty, if Apatow had asked the writers of Superbad to tweak their premise, possibly making Seth and Evan 35 year old men instead of 17 year old boys, it is highly likely that the audience response would find the flick to be less appealing. Why is that? For one reason – although almost everyone thinks about, wants and has sex, being a hormonal teenage boy hell-bent on getting some action while encountering unsavory characters and trying escape a drunken fist fight is much more acceptable than witnessing a 40+ year old man battle his “sex demons” such as in Choke – a novel by Chuck Palahniuk.
Youth has been stamped as a period of your existence where mistakes can be made and all dumb mistakes made are looked back on with endearment. It’s perfectly acceptable to be a pizza delivery driver at 17 years old, but not necessarily the most coveted position as an adult. When the plot of Choke unfolds, the scene is set for the main character named Victor Mancini. Mancini is a former medical student who now works as a colonial re-enactment park, which is presented as a cause for pity alone. He frequents sex addict meetings not to better his “addiction” but to take advantage of the women he meets.

As a child, his mother provoked the law causing her custody to be turned over to the state. As Victor bounced from foster home to foster home, he found ways to be back with his mother who would announce her presence in places like drugstores (over the intercom, using a specially assigned code name.) Now approaching his thirties, Victor lives a menial existence of working a dead end job, having sex with anything that won’t walk away from him and tends to his mother – who is in a nursing home for the mentally unstable. Freud would suggest that the motivation for Palahniuk’s “Victor Mancini” comes from a place rooted in the Oedipus Complex. As a child, Victor adored his mother, only to have her ripped away. He rebelled as a youth and grown up, focusing his emotional distress into abundant sexual fetishism and “addiction” as a coping mechanism to fulfill his childhood desire of inherent sexual attraction to his mother. When Victor attends sex addiction meetings, the scene is warped into a dark place of abnormality. Who’s to say that a thirty-something doesn’t want sex (if not more than) a hormonal 17 year old?

When examining movies and literature from both past and present, it is important to recognize the driving force behind what sells. The idea that “sex sells” is a common one, but the elements of this aren’t widely discussed. News broadcasts containing poignant, newsworthy stories have been placed on the back burner in lieu of celebrity gossip and sex scandals. The entertainment industry controls the country we live in as we depend on it to provide escapism in times of instability. Sex has played a huge role in this industry, as we've witnessed it come out of the darkness of being a subject of unspoken unacceptable and taboo consquence to a modern, everyday element of every genre of movie.Freud proposed that the male brain is inherently and sexually tied to his mother – while it wears off, the compulsion toward sex is ever-present. The way the audience percieves the individual immersing himself in sex is an entirely different story though, as young males indulging in sex are seen as comedic and light hearted, and the adult male is seen as a deviant. Maybe we should all just take a step back, watch Superbad and realize we're programmed to procreate.











WORKS CITED
Superbad (Unrated Widescreen Edition). Dir. Judd Apatow. Perf. Michael Cera, Jonah Hill. Sony Pictures, 2007. DVD.
Freud, Sigmund. Jokes and Their Relation to the Unconscious. New York: W.W Norton & Company, 1989.
Palahniuk, Chuck. Choke. New York: Doubleday, 2001.
Roth, Philip. Portnoy's Complaint. New York: Vintage International, 1994.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

As Good As It's Gonna Get



Everytime I see a T3 on campus, I immediately think of Paul Blart: Mall Cop. Kevin James' portrayal of a bumbling, super-serious rent-a-cop describes in a nut shell some of the "security" we have on campus. Last Wednesday I missed class because the parking structure was a disaster and Paul Blarts were redirecting everyone from the third floor back out. I could only mask my frustration with laughter, as I remembered something my friend said while covering a story on T3's on campus not too long ago. And I quote:
"I was super excited to finally track down an 'officer' with a T3, but then I realized he was really fat and speeding toward the food place on campus. Oh well."
Horrible, yet so funny at the same time...
Anyway, this brings me to my point. I was bummed that I missed Sleeper. As the semester wraps up, the circle completes as well. I believe I posted a clip from this Woody Allen film in my first post. Maybe it's because it was my introduction to Woody Allen that this film struck me as my favorite of his. Maybe because I like the fruit scene all too much.



Regardless, I felt like I didn't know Allen in January. I still don't, but I have a firmer grasp on the self-deprecating man with a Jesus-complex. Ironic, no?

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Highschool Remixed

In high school, the books the cool kids read included all of the dystopian texts we've talked about in class. Of course they were assigned at one point, too... but for the time being it was a struggle to keep up with the heady, intellectual books fueled by paranoia and punk rock attitudes.






When it comes to the last one... Brave New World, it ties into the Gattica film we saw part of. The society is built around perfection in child birth. Everyone tries to alter genetics, to make things "easier." Except its more of a homogenization of robotic freaks.

Prison

All this talk of prison and mental instability makes me want to watch one of my favorite movies of all time... A Clockwork Orange.

Monday, April 19, 2010

I'm Not Paranoid, but...

...Reading about panopticism has made me weary.

Michel Foucault's writing on the theory/idea of "Panopticism" is one that can make even the most trusting individual a little uneasy. Throughout life, one is put into boxes. Literally, and figuratively. For example, as Foucault mentions, a panoptican is a structure that is a singular building meant for the observation of prisoners. The prisoner can essentially be replaced with a variety of options - students, employees, patients and even animals.
Growing up with California Standardized Testing, it was routine for the cardboard desk separators to come out to box each student in to their "testing cubby." This was to ensure that no cheating and absolutely NO socializing was to take place. The instructor/teacher could monitor the classroom easily without the children being able to see anything but the flimsy test booklet and scantron form in front of them.

Foucault uses Bentham's Panopticon as a means to regulate discipline in everyday society. As he says, it is used to ensure an "apparatus of power." The observer rules/maintains through the weakness of the observed. In the prison example, the panopticon is concrete cells in a circular formation allowing no contact between the incarcerated. The center of the circle is "flooded with light" so the prisoner cannot see outward, but the guard in the tower can see each person individually. The person in turn becomes an "object of information, never a subject in communication."
School as an institution is oppressive. Going to a university or college (while burdensome in it's own way) is not the same, however. From kindergarten until completion of high school, the "well"-oiled machine chugs away; sit in your desk, listen to us talk, go on two small breaks under authoritative (prison guard) eye, homework (yard labor), sleep and start all over again. Once you're up for parole, the real world sends you back for more internment ("higher education.")
Effectiveness comes through individualization, yet in today's society the only individual attention the student gets is when he/she is being scolded by a teacher/aide/principal/parent. For the cynic, the panoptic representation of a prison has a seamless transition to primary-high school.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Back on the Wagon

Ok, ok, I know it's been way too long since I've written a real post. I never blatantly ignore assignments (it's not my style, as my inherent guilt and stress kick in immediately.) Let's just say I'm playing the "poor me" card for many reasons - lots of school, lots of work, lots of anticipation for Summer. This is a tough semester, and I really do think that I have pre-assignment/essay/test anxiety. Once I get the ball rolling, I seem to be ok. Some may call this laziness. Who knows.
Because I'm already complaining, let's get this out of the way - someone in our class (who shall remain nameless) is out of their mind. No one needs to read about your sexual exploits/wannabe rhymes. What does that shiz have to do with class??? Oh, wait. I know. Maybe if said person showed up to class, there'd be some sembelance of correlation between blog posts and class sessions.

Speaking of class - I can appreciate a good, cerebral, dense plot (movies, film, tv, bla bla bla.) Chekhov's "Three Sisters," however, was not my cup of tea. At all. If someone asked me what we watched on Monday, I wouldn't be able to answer outside of, "old timey Brits in Russia with a creepy dad and off-duty military men attempting to have a meal of some kind."

I'm hoping "Hannah and Her Sisters" is better... Allen is strange and has a quirky sense of humor, so I'm banking on an off-color representation of Chehov's Borefest 2010.

I feel uninspired just thinking about it. Sorry, Professor Wexler.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Midterm Essay

Horny Little Boys are Funny, Horny Old Men are Creepy

From the beginning of time, sex has simultaneously served the purpose of perpetuating the human race and creating an arena for pleasure and obsession. Every culture has a different view on what is deemed “normal” – some countries (like Amsterdam, Netherlands) are more liberal in what is seen as obscene and have commercial areas where sex shows, escorts and other related tangible elements can be sought. Other countries like Afghanistan and Iran restrict sexual relations for the sole purpose of procreation and as a means to control and perpertuate gender barriers. In the United States today, the commercial value of the entertainment industry is held in high esteem. The economy is boosted when a big box office hit commands the attention (and wallets) of audiences who happily shell out upward of $10 a ticket.
Generally speaking, it is safe to say that sex plays a major role in movies, music, books and other artistic outlets. This is not a new development, as sexual scandal sold the story of the Greek Tragedy Oedipus Rex, deemed Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint one of the most controversial and banned texts, continually existed in the subconscious background actor/director Woody Allen’s movies and writings, and in the works of Chuck Palahniuk – master of the modern day perverse. Looking at all of these works, however, it is striking to notice the way the characters are portrayed. To be more specific, it is notable how age plays a factor in how the male brain is presented to an audience. In movies and literature today, young, sexually minded males are portrayed as humorous, while adult sexually minded males are seen as perverse or psychologically disturbed.
Psychologist Sigmund Freud first suggested the Oedipus Complex in the early 20th century. This psychological term/condition explains the alleged unconscious (and usually repressed) sexual feelings and desires that a male feels for his birth mother. This “complex” is presented as a phase of life where the young male feels not only unexplained desire for his mother, but also a sense of protectiveness. In class it was suggested that the physical bond formed in nine months of pregnancy alone is enough to create an inherent connection toward one’s mother. The male child is groomed to compulsion toward his mother from the time of conception to the time of breastfeeding, where he can freely gaze into her eyes. Just as a grown man would become protective of his girlfriend or wife, the young male feels a built-in need to protect and love his mother as if it is his duty and responsibility. As the child grows older, this mindset wears off but still exists in the subconscious.
Although the Oedipus Complex supposedly wears off when the male child enters adolescence, traces of the condition rear its head in all of the aforementioned texts. While Woody Allen’s works are entirely more cerebral and self-serving than most at the box office, bookstore or newsstand today, modern audiences are still presented with the idea of the sex-consumed male. Age is a master manipulator of the psyche and emotions. As the entertainment and culture industry thrives, we submerge ourselves into the escapist worlds of the characters created for the big screen and in the pages of novels. While women definitely exhibit more and more sexual freedom, for the purpose of this argument, males are dominantly portrayed and sexual minded creatures. The difference is, though, that grown men are often seen as sexually confused, plagued and consumed with the act resulting in being viewed as deviants, while teenage boys are seen as hormonal, normal and funny in their quest to get laid.
The semester began with the examination of Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint. Originally published in 1969, Portnoy’s Complaint was received as a scandalous, horrific depiction of a sexually obsessed young adult man. The audience engages with the main character, Alexander Portnoy on a most personal level. Portnoy is young, Jewish, neurotic yet self-loving (in more ways than one) and spilling his guts the entire length of the text to his therapist, Dr. Spielvogel. Alex’s “mommy issues” shine through very clear, paving the way for reflection of how people are portrayed in arts and entertainment.
Throughout the novel, Alex spends most of his time telling anecdotes of his childhood. While his father was a hard-working insurance salesman who was delegated to the poorest, hardest neighborhoods, Alex never fully respected him or gave him the credits he deserved. His feelings toward his mother, however, are the complete opposite. Alex talks about his mother in a way that makes her seem superhuman. For example, the reader is treated to an inside account of how he feels about both of his parents right off the bat –
“It was my mother who could accomplish anything, who herself had to admit that it might even be that she was actually too good… she could make jello, for instance, with sliced peaches hanging in it, peaches just suspended there, in defiance of the law of gravity” (Roth 11).
Alex loves his mother with such an inherent passion that he depicts her nothing short of holy. His father, however, is largely hated/ignored:
“Indeed, during that extended period of rage that goes by the name of my adolescence, what terrified me most about my father was not the violence I wished every nightt at the dinner table to commit upon his ignorant barbaric carcass” (Roth 41).
Both of these quotes work together to illustrate the point that the male brain is psychologically wired to feel passionate toward his mother and resentful of his father. Portnoy’s Complaint does not lack in sexual deviancy, as mentioned above. The beginning of the book largely focuses on Alex as a young boy, coming into his sexual-own. Anecdotes are seriously descriptive, but not disturbing. When he starts to tell Dr. Spievogel about his exploits as a young man, however, reactions go from slightly humorous and juvenile to feels of disgust or exploitation. Just as talked about above, the young male is viewed as explorative and amusing, and the adult male is viewed as a deviant. This does not just take place in literature though, as shown in many current films.
Judd Apatow is undoubtedly one of the most successful director/producers on the planet right now. His works include Undeclared and Freaks and Geeks, both TV sitcoms exploring the emotionally and sexually frustrating lives of high school students. Apatow is more recently praised for his feature films, including Knocked Up, Superbad and Forgetting Sarah Marshall. His works are prime examples of the idea of sex as mechanism of young, male life. For example, the 2007 box-office hit Superbad follows two best friends, Seth and Evan. As graduating seniors, the boys embark on a mission to somehow score booze with their socially inept friend’s fake ID. The quest for alcohol does not exist in the hopes of a night of inebriation, but instead to garner the respect of Jules – Seth’s crush. Jules’ house is the ultimate destination – where the boys know they have sex as a reward for “bringing the party.” Shenanigans ensue throughout the film, all revolving around sexually charged jokes and references. The audience response was more than positive and is now considered to be a “classic.” In all honesty, if Apatow had asked the writers of Superbad to tweak their premise, possibly making Seth and Evan 35 year old men instead of 17 year old boys, it is highly likely that the audience response would find the flick to be less appealing. Why is that? For one reason – although almost everyone thinks about, wants and has sex, being a hormonal teenage boy hell-bent on getting some action while encountering unsavory characters and trying escape a drunken fist fight is much more acceptable than witnessing a 40+ year old man battle his “sex demons” such as in Choke – a novel by Chuck Palahniuk.
Youth has been stamped as a period of your existence where mistakes can be made and all dumb mistakes made are looked back on with endearment. It’s perfectly acceptable to be a pizza delivery driver at 17 years old, but not necessarily the most coveted position as an adult. When the plot of Choke unfolds, the scene is set for the main character named Victor Mancini. Mancini is a former medical student who now works as a colonial re-enactment park, which is presented as a cause for pity alone. He frequents sex addict meetings not to better his “addiction” but to take advantage of the women he meets. As a child, his mother provoked the law causing her custody to be turned over to the state. As Victor bounced from foster home to foster home, he found ways to be back with his mother who would announce her presence in places like drugstores (over the intercom, using a specially assigned code name.) Now approaching his thirties, Victor lives a menial existence of working a dead end job, having sex with anything that won’t walk away from him and tends to his mother – who is in a nursing home for the mentally unstable. Freud would suggest that the motivation for Palahniuk’s “Victor Mancini” comes from a place rooted in the Oedipus Complex. As a child, Victor adored his mother, only to have her ripped away. He rebelled as a youth and grown up, focusing his emotional distress into abundant sexual fetishism and “addiction” as a coping mechanism to fulfill his childhood desire of inherent sexual attraction to his mother. When Victor attends sex addiction meetings, the scene is warped into a dark place of abnormality. Who’s to say that a thirty-something doesn’t want sex (if not more than) a hormonal 17 year old?
When examining movies and literature from both past and present, it is important to recognize the driving force behind what sells. The idea that “sex sells” is a common one, but the elements of this aren’t widely discussed. While young males looking for a good time are viewed as comedic and adult males are viewed as pathetic, it can all be traced back to the idea of the Oedipus Complex. Freud proposed that the male brain is inherently and sexually tied to his mother – while it wears off, the compulsion toward sex is ever-present. It’s now up to the audience to decide how to view it.








WORKS CITED
Superbad (Unrated Widescreen Edition). Dir. Judd Apatow. Perf. Michael Cera, Jonah Hill. Sony Pictures, 2007. DVD.
Freud, Sigmund. Jokes and Their Relation to the Unconscious. New York: W.W Norton & Company, 1989.
Palahniuk, Chuck. Choke. New York: Doubleday, 2001.
Roth, Philip. Portnoy's Complaint. New York: Vintage International, 1994.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

SUPER ROUGH - Work in Progress

From the beginning of time, sex has simultaneously served the purpose of perpetuating the human race and creating an arena for pleasure and obsession. Every culture has a different view on what is deemed “normal” – some countries (like Amsterdam, Netherlands) are more liberal in what is seen as obscene and have commercial areas where sex shows, escorts and other related tangible elements can be sought; while others like Afghanistan and Iran restrict sexual relations for the sole purpose of procreation and as a means to control and persist gender barriers. In the United States today, the commercial value of the entertainment industry is held in high esteem. The economy is boosted when a big box office hit commands the attention (and wallets) of audiences who happily shell out upwards of $10 a ticket. Generally speaking, it is safe to say that sex plays a major role in movies, music, books and other artistic outlets. This is not a new development, as sexual scandal sold the story of the Greek Tragedy Oedipus Rex, deemed Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint one of the most controversial and banned texts, continually existed in the subconscious background actor/director Woody Allen’s movies and writings, and in the works of Chuck Palahniuk – master of the modern day perverse. Looking at all of these works, however, it is striking to notice the way the characters are portrayed. To be more specific, it is notable how age plays a factor in how the male brain is presented to an audience. According to Sigmund Freud, every male develops an Oedipus Complex. From the time of conception and nine months of being physically connected until birth when the baby looks into his mother’s eyes while breastfeeding, a sense of utter devotion exists. Just as a grown man would become protective of his girlfriend or wife, the young male feels compelled to protect and love his mother as if it is his duty and responsibility. As the child grows older, this mindset wears off but still exists in the subconscious. The Oedipus complex rears its head in all of the above texts. While Woody Allen’s works are entirely more cerebral and self-serving than most at the box office, bookstore or newsstand today, modern audiences are still presented with the idea of the sex-consumed male. As mentioned above, age is a master manipulator of the psyche and emotions. As entertainment and the culture industry thrives, we submerge ourselves into the escapist worlds of the characters created for the big screen and in the pages of novels. While women definitely exhibit more and more sexual freedom, for the purpose of this argument, males are dominantly portrayed and sexual minded creatures. The difference is, though, that grown men are often seen as sexually confused, plagued and consumed with the act resulting in being viewed as deviants, while teenage boys are seen as hormonal, normal and funny in their quest to get laid.
The semester began with the examination of Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint. Originally published in 1969, Portnoy’s Complaint was received as a scandalous, horrific depiction of a sexually obsessed young man. The audience engages with the main character, Alexander Portnoy. Portnoy is young, Jewish, neurotic yet self-loving (in more ways than one) and spilling his guts the entire length of the text to his therapist, Dr. Spielvogel. Alex’s “mommy issues” shine through very clear, paving the way for reflection of how people are portrayed in arts and entertainment.
Judd Apatow is undoubtedly one of the most successful director/producers on the planet right now. His works include Undeclared and Freaks and Geeks, both TV sitcoms exploring the emotionally and sexually frustrating lives of high school students. Apatow is more recently praised for his feature films, including Knocked Up, Superbad and Forgetting Sarah Marshall. His works are prime examples of the idea of sex as mechanism of young, male life. For example, the 2007 box-office hit Superbad follows two best friends, Seth and Evan. As graduating seniors, the boys embark on a mission to somehow score booze with their socially inept friend’s fake ID. The quest for alcohol does not exist in the hopes of a night of inebriation, but instead to garner the respect of Jules – Seth’s crush. Jules’ house is the ultimate destination – where the boys know they have sex as a reward for “bringing the party.” Shenanigans ensue throughout the film, all revolving around sexually charged jokes and references. The audience response was more than positive and is now considered to be a “classic.” In all honesty, if Apatow had asked the writers of Superbad to tweak their premise, possibly making Seth and Evan 35 year old men instead of 17 year old boys, it is highly likely that the audience response would find the flick to be less appealing. Why is that? For one reason – although almost everyone thinks about, wants and has sex, being a hormonal teenage boy hell-bent on getting some action while encountering unsavory characters and trying escape a drunken fist fight is much more acceptable than witnessing a 40+ year old man battle his “sex demons” such as in Choke – a novel by Chuck Palahniuk.
Youth has been stamped as a period of your existence where mistakes can be made and all dumb mistakes made are looked back on with endearment. It’s perfectly acceptable to be a pizza delivery driver at 17 years old, but not necessarily the most coveted position as an adult. When the plot of Choke unfolds, the scene is set for the main character named Victor Mancini. Mancini is a former medical student who now works as a colonial re-enactment park. He frequents sex addict meetings not to better his “addiction” but to take advantage of the women he meets. As a child, his mother provoked the law causing her custody to be turned over to the state. As Victor bounced from foster home to foster home, he found ways to be back with his mother who would announce her presence in places like drugstores (over the intercom, using a specially assigned code name.) Now approaching his thirties, Victor lives a menial existence of working a dead end job, having sex with anything that won’t walk away from him and tends to his mother – who is in a nursing home for the mentally unstable. Freud would suggest that the motivation for Palahniuk’s “Victor Mancini” comes from a place rooted in the Oedipus Complex. As a child, Victor adored his mother, only to have her ripped away. He rebelled as a youth and grown up, focusing his emotional distress into abundant sexual fetishism and “addiction” as a coping mechanism to fulfill his childhood desire of inherent sexual attraction to his mother.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Pollock Lived in the "Now"


Art in its truest form seeks to do one thing – express feelings, emotions and the in
otner workings of the human mind. Some of the most famous and “important” paintings are depictions of realistic life – natural landscapes, portraits and human life in general. While some artists depended on the world around them to create pieces, others went into the depths of their minds to be inspired.
Although a work like Gericault’s Raft of the Medusa roused emotion and helped bring light to a politically fueled cause, it is important to recognize the equal weightiness of abstract expressionist Jackson Pollock. Pollock rose to fame in the late 1940’s when his style of “drip painting” began to gain notoriety. In order to do this, Pollock would pour and drip layers of paint onto a canvas on the floor. This style was deemed “action painting.” According to the text by Rosenberg, this method brought Pollock out of the typical forum that artists belonged to. He was placed into the “arena” and not just tending to a space where reality could be reproduced.

When talking about the originality factor, Walter Benjamin states that even the “most perfect” piece of art that is reproduced can lack. Jackson Pollock’s work serves as an antidote to this because his work is so much in the present. He worked off of his present emotions and the depths of his mind. Although some of the most sought after paintings and works of art are beautiful and priceless in nature, abstract works like those that Pollock created are creatively untouchable. Peter Paul Rubens’ Samson and Delilah is a gorgeous representation of a biblical story, and remains one of the most visited paintings at London’s National Gallery. No serious comparison could be made with Rubens and Pollock though – they’re completely different animals.

It’s been said that Pollock was not famous for the end-result subject of his paintings, but the palpable energy and emotion that went into the creative process. To recreate this would be hard, if not impossible. Sure postcards, key chains and posters can be printed in Pollock’s style – but nothing compares to the original canvas, displaying emotions in their purest, dripping form.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Response Paper - I Love You, Man



If I’ve learned anything this semester thus far, it’s that there is a whole genre of movies and culture influenced by Woody Allen. Whether this influence is explicit or an unconscious reflection of the bumbling neurotic from Brooklyn, New York, movies today often contain elements made most popular by Allen. It’s said that one either hates Allen’s work, or loves it. There’s supposedly no middle ground. Having not been exposed to many of Allen’s plays, movies and/or essays, I remained neutral. While I haven’t yet decided which team I’m playing for, I have been able to make connections with films today.


Actual wit and cerebral humor has taken the backseat in movies today. Titles including the Jackass series, most of Judd Apatow’s films (which I absolutely love, for honesty’s sake) like The 40 Year Old Virgin, Knocked Up & Superbad are all departures from films like Annie Hall; Play it Again, Sam and Bananas. In the latter titles, the main character is usually some warped form of Woody Allen himself. The plot often revolves around one person or the other missing a session with his/her “analyst,” trying to keep a relationship from going to shambles, or even the actual quest to find a relationship. All in all, Allen’s movies are reflections of his own life – one could speculate that they are an outlet to vent his guilt/neurotic tendencies. For example, he is said to have suffered from an Oedipal Complex. This Freudian theory could be picked out of many of his movies, as he tries to fill the matriarchal void in his life through relationships and sex.

Despite the very apparent direction change in the film industry, one recently-released movie seemed to have multiple connections to Woody Allen and Sigmund Freud. Although I mentioned Judd Apatow as contribution to the demise of intellectual humor, his movie I Love You, Man strikes me as having Allen & Freudian influences. The plot revolves around Peter Klaven (Paul Rudd,) a newly engaged real estate agent with no male friends and little to no social skills. At one point in the film, Peter is asked who his best friend is. He replies, “I guess it was my mom.” It is important to mention at this time, as well, that Joyce Klaven (Jane Curtain) is also a real estate agent. Following in his mother’s footsteps, Peter surrounds himself with women in the office and becomes romantically involved and engaged with Zooey Rice (Rashida Jones) within less than a year. Freud would argue that this lack of male camaraderie and swift jump into marital bliss is a side effect of a serious oedipal complex. From the time a male baby is born, he sees his mother. Because he is unable to realize the relationship from infancy to adolescence (more or less) the child develops a strong connection (Freud would say sexual connection) to his mother, and a resentment toward his father. In I Love You, Man Peter experiences this. He adores his mother, and resents his father. Case in point – at dinner, Peter’s father Oswald (J.K. Simmons) tells him he has only ever had two best friends in his life. A former coworker named Hank, and Robby, Peter’s younger, homosexual brother. It is apparent that Peter feels slighted by this comment, however the the audience shown right away he wasn’t entirely overlooked as a child by his parents – the camera pans to a picture of Joyce and her son, Peter, leaping into the air (holding hands) next to a real estate sign boasting “Sold!”
In terms of connecting I Love You, Man with Woody Allen it would suffice to say that Peter’s character traits wholeheartedly resemble many of the characters Allen has created for himself. He displays the neurotic characteristics of a worrywart (Annie Hall’s Alvy Singer,) and the social incompetency of Allan in Play it Again, Sam. It isn’t until Sydney Fife (Jason Segel [swoon]) comes along to condition Peter into what it is to be an adult male – with friends!



Thursday, February 4, 2010

There's No "I" in Team


I've always been the type to handle stress somewhat decently. When I'm told I have to a presentation (solo or group) I freak out, though. I tend to procrastinate, and get pre-production anxiety (so-to-speak.) For lit + film I signed up for the very first group presentation, even though I had that nagging feeling of dread and despair.

The subject of our presentation was Portnoy's Complaint by Philip Roth. It was, to say the least, a very interesting book. I'm not a prude, but I have to say it was shocking to read the combination of every filthy word imaginable for a class.

The group I worked with was one of the more positive experiences I've had with group work. All of the girls were very willing to contribute and make sure the work was equal. Because of conflicting schedules of crazy work and school hours, we didn't have much face-to-face time. Instead, we spent the given class period working and devising our strategy. We also corresponded via e-mail and made sure any new ideas were run by each other.

My particular portion/contribution to the presentation was the analysis of themes between Roth's Portnoy's Complaint and Woody Allen's personal/professional life.

One issue we faced was the no-show in our group. From the beginning, we wondered who our sixth group member was. We asked around class and made an announcement, but #6 never connected with us. Low and behold, presentation day came and we heard, "Who's in group one? Who's in group one?" Not paying attention, most of us called out, "We are!" to which we heard, "Cool, cool. I'm good to go!"

Uh - what?

Apparently the no-show felt no excuse was neccesary, and didn't take into account all of our glaring faces. So, all six of us went to the front of the room to give our spiel...

The kicker was #6's very professional, prepared contribution to our presentation: sitting and TEXTING (while we all stood [even our group member with a severly sprained ankle.])

To finish off, we were treated to this gem...

#6: (after some very general commentary about the book) "Thank you all! We hope you enjoyed our presentation!"

ARE YOU SERIOUS?! We're in college, people!



Sunday, January 31, 2010

We are strange creatures

As humans, we have a natural inclination to protect ourselves. Ways to do this include eating, sleeping and reproducing. The “reptile brain” (as my former contemporary literature professor called it) causes us to do weird things in order to keep our morale and sense of achievement up. Aside from necessary actions like eating and sleeping, people often look to others to help validate their existence and keep their spirits high. The thing is, though, that many people don’t look to others when a good thing happens. For example, while it is inspiring to witness someone winning an award or get honored in some way, it’s safe to say many people feel more compelled to watch someone trip, fall down, or get punched in the face. We get joy out of someone else’s pain because we’re thrilled it’s not happening to us. No one wants to be physically or emotionally hurt (unless you’re into that kind of stuff…) so when we see someone else suffering, our reptilian instincts kick. We appreciate that someone else is on the receiving end of some kind of uncoordinated act.
In Woody Allen’s “Play It Again, Sam,” much of Allen’s character is built around his utter lack of bodily control. He knocks over most of the objects he comes into contact with, as exemplified in the blow dryer scene. It seems that most of our section hasn’t had much experience with Woody Allen films, and that the most vocal responses elicited when watching were in response to the physical comedy. Watching Allen as he knocked all of the pills out of his medicine cabinet, attempted to take hold of the uncontrollable blow dryer and “nonchalantly” tossed a record out of its sleeve hooked us in as an audience because our confidence was boosted through his incoordination and awkwardness.
This idea that we get pleasure out of other people’s pain reminded me of Adam Sandler’s 1999 film “Big Daddy.” In multiple scenes, Sandler’s character throws himself into the line of physical pain to make the child he is watching happy. Children are portrayed as “innocents,” which leads me to believe that is a commentary on the true nature of the human mind. Julian, as portrayed by Dylan and Cole Sprouse, can only be cheered up when he sees Sandler get hit by a car, or ailed in some other way. Our reptile brain forces us to do the things necessary to keep us thriving and alive. Sometimes this extends past eating, sleeping and procreating – and extends into the realm of watching someone getting a stick thrown in their path.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

"Students acheiving Oneness will move on to Twoness"

They say you either love Woody Allen or hate Woody Allen. I'm not a big fan of his work, per se - but only because I've never set aside much time to watch his movies. I have seen some of his more recent work, including Match Point, and I’m somewhat familiar with the sordid details of his personal life (Soon-Yi, anybody??)
All of that, however, is beside the point. This blog will be devoted to Allen and the works that influenced his films and contribution to entertainment and culture for roughly the past 44 years.
I don’t consider myself a “film buff” in any way, shape or form, but I do spend quite a lot of my time watching movies at home and at the theater. I love watching the Golden Globes and Academy Awards, even when it comes to categories I know nothing about. According to IMDB, Allen’s Vicky Cristina Barcelona was nominated for 28 awards and garnered 19 wins, including an Oscar – which is commendable my standards.
In doing a YouTube search for my “favorite” Allen clip, I was dead-set on finding the infamous fruit scene from Sleeper. When thinking of Allen’s films, one can usually assume slapstick, offbeat, raunchy, etc. The scientifically altered fruit in Sleeper (one of the only Allen film’s I’ve seen wholly) is classic, and portrays what I think the filmmaker is best known for. This scene is a silly, strange and unbelievable situation that one can’t help but laugh at.

In turn, the trailer for Match Point is the total opposite. This film expresses the cross over into the more explicitly cerebral, serious side of life.

The trailer for Vicky Cristina Barcelona is also darker and more of an artistic stretch from films like Sleeper and Bananas:

While both hint at love, deception and scandal (and have Scarlett Johansson running around naked at some point) – they are missing the quirky elements that were once present in earlier Allen films. Given that I haven’t seen most of his works, I’m going to end my first blog post here – in the hopes that by the end of the semester, I’ll really be able to give thoughtful insight into the strange mind that is Mr. Woody Allen.