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Fighting Colossi, or 2007-2008

May 1st, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

Sorry that my blog productivity has slowed of late. My feed reader suggests that this might be an endemic problem at this time of year.

It’s been a tiring, tiring academic year. I’m currently playing Shadow of the Colossus (a beautiful, somewhat fun game), and it gave me the metaphor for describing my year (which hasn’t been beautiful or somewhat fun, however). The point of the game is to ride around a kingdom destroying these massive colossi. To do so, you need to first figure out their weak spots, and how to get on them, and then climb all over them to get to those weak spots and stab them. You need to climb on fur, but they don’t always have much fur. While you climb, they usually shake around wildly, fly upside down (for the flying colossi), go underwater (for the fishy colossi), bury themselves in the sand (for the sand colossi), or simply swat at you. You can also lose your grip. Long story short, you spend most of your time at risk of falling and being pulverized.

So whether it’s been financial colossi (taxes, lawyer fees for green card), professional colossi, health colossi, or simply the evil colossus who lives in the apartment above me and plays the worst music very loud whenever I need to concentrate, I’ve been grabbing onto little patches of fur all year, and hanging on for dear life as they shake and swat.

I’ve taken to telling my wife that I want to quit and go work for Sesame Street. I’ve had students who interned at Sesame Workshop and have loved it. I don’t think I’m qualified for anything they’re posting at monster.com – such is the nature of academia that you become redundant to the rest of the world – and perhaps it’s just as fucked up as academia. But how nice would it be if this was the closest thing to a colossi?

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Turn On TV Week

April 23rd, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

This week is the misguided TV Turnoff Week. I’m quite tired of much of the simplistic rhetoric that accompanies this event. By all means, let’s have a Watch The Wire Week, Watch with Your Kids Week, or other encouragements to watch really good television, or to watch socially, but the simplicity of the event seems an odd throwback to the 60s, when McLuhan and others were convincing people that “Television” was one thing. Well, television now fills thousands of channels worldwide, with many many genres, thousands of programs of various shapes and sizes, etc., and yet still we have people who pretend that any and all television is a scourge on society. So Lost is The Tyra Banks Show is Meet the Press is Iron Chef is Game Seven of the Stanley Cup Playoffs is a Presidential Inauguration Address is Home Shopping Network is an indy film on the Sundance Channel is Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood is Entertainment Tonight…? Whah? Sure, and brick houses are like spatulas are like fungal cream are like the meaning of love, right?

The proposed alternatives to television are often quaint and cute, but steeped in nostalgia and naivety. This is how the game goes: you pick the worst that (you feel) television has to offer, then imagine that by turning television off, you and your family and the whole world will (while singing Cumbaya and lighting peace candles together) experience the very best of any other activity. So, for instance: “just think, instead of watching yet more Hills, or Jerry Springer, or Fox News, we could be reading Shakespeare, learning to make a kite, or starting a knitting circle!” But in the interests of fairness, let’s reverse the game: instead of watching The Wire, Sesame Street, Planet Earth, The Simpsons, or any number of other wonderfully intelligent, eye-opening, socially conscious programs, your children could be leafing through dad’s stash of porn mags, reading Ann Coulter’s latest, indulging in Mein Kampf, or perhaps simply out in the park torturing insects and making fun of people who look different.

Therein lies the silly logic of TV Turnoff Week, with the notion that you can get someone to do something that you want them to do by telling them not to do one of a million other possible alternatives. So where’s the Don’t Sit on a Chair Week (“think of all the wonderful exercise people might get, and of all the marathons they’d be forced to run!”), Don’t Talk to Your Friends Week (“think of how many people would instead venture into their local inner city, start to volunteer, and really learn about what it means to be poor if this happened!”), or the No Cheese Week (“think of how your children would instead eat organic vegetables and would snack on the foods of the oppressed peoples of the world”). Yes, I’m being sarcastic. But it’s hard not to when the premise of TV Turnoff Week is as naive in its hopes that by not watching television, the world will somehow become better, not worse people. Not doing A doesn’t mean that I do B — it may mean that I do C – Z.

I know that the explanation from many is that it’s more about realizing how reliant one is on television. But unless we accept the barely concealed (and often, explicitly announced) assumption that television is somehow druglike (and there’s a whole other rant on the problems with that line of attack: luckily, Jason Mittell’s written this one, sparing me the work, so I’ll refer you to his excellent essay in Television and New Media, linked to here), I’m not sure I see how much more enlightening it is to know what a world without television looks like than it is to know what a world without chairs or cheese is like.

Besides, the way television works today, you can’t really turn it off. So, for instance, how many of those people turning their televisions off this week wanted to know the Pennsylvania primary results last night? Did they cheat and turn it on (tsk, tsk: how dare you show civic engagement)? Did they turn to the Internet instead (likely consulting CNN or MSNBC — ie: two television companies)? Did they get the results from asking a friend who was watching television (thereby proving television’s ability to start socially meaningful and important conversations. But we don’t approve of those either, I take it?)? Or if they waited till the morning papers, or if they got their news from an online newspaper (many of whom collate info from television sites themselves, btw), what’s the special virtue gained there?

I’m being hard on the TV Turnoff’ers, yes. By doing so, I don’t mean to deride the often very noble goals that are behind their activism — get kids to engage in a variety of activities, encourage more physical activity, encourage more social activity. To use the old cliche, I have friends who are TV Turnoff’ers. And they’re good people whose hearts are completely in the right place. But some of the above goals can be achieved through television (how many people engaging in physical activities were in some way influenced to do them through television? As a kid, whenever I played soccer or hockey, it was motivated by a desire to be like Zico or Gretzky, two guys I only saw on television), some of them already are (social activity often precedes, accompanies, and follows television watching), and others can be promoted without making television a pawn. Want your kids to exercise more? Go play catch with them. On any week. Indeed, a final objection to lodge against TV Turnoff Week is that it pens in one’s activist urges to one week. Rather than making whatever activity you’d rather people be doing than watching television seem like an oddity that’s only engaged in once a year, work for it throughout the year. Eating a wonderful turkey dinner once a year at Thanksgiving, for instance, doesn’t make me want to cook such a dinner on other days — it just makes me appreciate doing it once a year.

So turn your television on. Just watch something good.

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A New Journal: Transformative Works and Culture

March 22nd, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

A shout-out and pointer to a new journal, set to grace the net in September: Transformative Works and Culture. A project of the Organization for Transformative Works, a fan-run nonprofit organization established “to serve the interests of fans by providing access to and preserving the history of fanworks and fan culture in its myriad forms,” TWC will be an online journal, free and accessible to anyone online (not just in academic libraries, not just a year after publication, etc.). They’ll publish

articles about popular media, fan communities, and transformative works, broadly conceived. We invite papers on all related topics, including but not limited to fan fiction, fan vids, mashups, machinima, film, TV, anime, comic books, video games, and any and all aspects of the communities of practice that surround them.

The journals editors are Kristina Busse and Karen Hellekson (editors of Fan Fiction and Fan Communities in the Age of the Internet: New Essays), and their goals, they announce, are twofold: “to provide a publishing outlet that welcomes fan-related topics, and to promote dialogue between the academic community and the fan community.” More below the fold

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An Elegy to The Wire (Spoiler-Free), Or Between Simon, Ferraro, Wright, and Obama

March 18th, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

This week, I’m mourning television’s loss of The Wire. I mourn the loss of its brilliant acting, its thoughtful exposition, its incredible act of balancing so many characters, its development of the possibilities for serial television, and its meticulous urban sociology. I also mourn the loss of some of television’s best characters (choosing favorites is easy with every other show I watch – Ben Linus in Lost, Homer in The Simpsons, Cartman in South Park – but impossible with The Wire – Snoop, Omar, Bubbles, Dukie, Stringer, Carver, Bunk, Freeman, Greggs, …).

But salting the wounds of Wire fans’ misery in our loss has been the last week’s attacks on Obama through the attacks on his pastor. What these have shown to me so clearly is how desperately in need this country is of shows like The Wire that understand and analyze the state of institutional racism. And it saddens me that I have to say “like The Wire,” yet can’t quickly add any others to a would-be list. I knew life post-Wire was going to sting a little, but did Fate have to follow The Wire’s finale first with Geraldine Ferraro’s stunningly, laughably ignorant comments on Obama having an advantage in his primary campaign against Clinton because he’s black, and then hit us with the attacks on Obama’s pastor’s sermons as yet more supposed evidence that, what, Obama is some white-hating, America-hating, undercover Somali Muslim super-agent hell-bent on bringing down the nation from the inside (?!!). This is a Chappelle’s Show skit, surely, not reality??

Putting aside one’s political convictions and preferences (since surely one could be shocked by the above and still think that McCain, Clinton, Huckabee, or even Gravel or Romney rule), if there are still people who won’t just dismiss Ferraro’s comments and the attack on Obama via Wright as anything other than laughably stupid, if some honestly believe that being black gives one an advantage in national politics let alone in the nation at large (which, of course, must explain the huge number of black senators and governors?), and if some can’t understand why Wright or many others might be filled with anger, disappointment, and scorn for a nation that has screwed him and his community over so thoroughly, and often without remorse or even honest acceptance, for so long, sweet baby Jesus do we need more shows like The Wire. To pretend that ending slavery, instituting affirmative action, and waiting a few years would deal with racism in its many forms, making it all go away, is an act of shocking naivety and foolishness.

Obama’s speech today may have addressed some of these tragic errors in logic and judgment, but I’m steeling myself for the sound-bite and scrolling ticker versions to lose all context (Faux News, for instance, is already getting good play out of his comments about his grandma, trying not so subtly to paint him as a disloyal grandson, as well as a white-hating, America-hating, undercover Somali Muslim super-agent hell-bent on bringing down the nation from the inside [?!!]). What The Wire offered, by contrast, was stories, characters, and lives that showed us on a weekly basis how the blight of America’s past overt and legislated racism continues institutionally to this day, alive and operating on many dimensions. I’m sure some would characterize the show, and my comments here for that matter, as “anti-American,” but it’s to them that The Wires of the future need to reach out.

I didn’t intend this to be a political blog, and I won’t usually dip into this mode. It just seems such a cruel instance of irony that The Wire’s finale was followed by such a depressing week in politics that so sorely dishonored the show’s memory.

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Valedictories: The Wire

March 5th, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

Dukie from The Wire

I’m still reeling from the penultimate episode of The Wire, and thus I’m feeling the need to write about it. For all you not up to speed, look away now, and don’t go below the fold.

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The FCC and Willow

March 3rd, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

Sorry for the recent silence. 70 student papers on the same topic can sap one’s soul. I’m also off to SCMS in a couple of days, so the silence may continue. And the penultimate ep of The Wire has me speechless anyway: damn, that show is good!

But I thought I’d share the recent Onion video clip in which the FCC clarifies what constitutes acceptable nudity. Watch This Film is Not Yet Rated, though, and the satiric suggestion that censors make the rules around their own personal bents isn’t so funny anymore. Anyways:


FCC Okays Nudity On TV If It�s Alyson Hannigan

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Be a Paratext: Authoring from the Acknowledgments

February 24th, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

I’ve always been fascinated by acknowledgments and dedications, and what they say about people. Acknowledgments help me to get a sense of an author’s “voice,” of who’s speaking to me. Several times, for instance, I’ve been taken aback by the gushing, lovey-dovey dedications to spouses or family members from scholars who I’ve only ever seen as quiet, austere, and reserved. One of my undergrad profs, meanwhile, thanked his wife in a book for doing all his typing for him, a tidbit of information that just confirmed for me what a sexist old dinosaur he was (I could see him sitting in the living room drinking sherry, calling out, “hurry up with the typing, honey, I want my dinner”). Acknowledgments also tell me better than do the index or bibliography what kind of paradigm a person works in, and hence what to expect in a book. Their tone tells you what the writer thinks of their own book: is this a major achievement, is it just another tome, or is it speaking to a very specific audience? And they can betray other quirks: one book I’ve read, for instance, begins by actively not thanking all the people who didn’t agree to be interviewed for the book, showing something of a mean streak in the writer(s).

Part of my interest in acknowledgments and dedications springs from, I think, my slow reading speed. I read almost at speaking pace. So when I know a writer, I can imagine them reading it aloud. When I don’t know the writer, the acknowledgments and dedication can help set the tone for the voice I should pick for them.

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Snippets, 2/18/08

February 18th, 2008 | Jonathan Gray
  1. Ken Levine’s blog tells the very amusing story of numerous prominent writers getting rejection letters from the studios now that everyone’s back in business. So efficient are the studios, though, that their rejections (along with criticisms for, for instance, not being female-friendly enough) are going to writers who didn’t actually submit pitches. David Lavery and Angela Hague have an amusing book called Teleparody with academic reviews of television studies books that were never written, but now the studios seem able to reject pitches that were never even written. Welcome to Hollywood, I guess.
  2. Wanna know when your favorite shows are back on air? A few helpful links here and (for CBS) here. I’m fascinated to see if the hiatus has any effect on quality – did writers have more time to think through plot points? Will Samantha Who actually be funny when it returns? Do Cuse and Lindelof now know what the numbers mean? Stay tuned.
  3. When Jericho was cancelled, fans sent nuts en masse to CBS to demand its reinstatement. Inspired by this, Friday Night Lights fans are sending mini footballs, light bulbs, and/or eye drops to encourage NBC to renew the show, as Sam Ford explains over at the Convergence Culture Consortium blog. All of which makes me wonder what fans of other shows would send should their show face cancellation. Horn-rimmed glasses for Heroes? Old pieces of pie for Pushing Daisies? Thank you letters for Grey’s Anatomy? Dexter fans might worry me the most.
  4. Speaking of Dex, a fun Dexter-related bit of transmedia can be found here: enter your name and details, then watch as a news clip announces you to be the next likely victim of Miami’s Dark Defender.
  5. The Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull trailer is now out, with the final line a great one for any adjunct faculty member. Consider me well and truly excited.

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My Tour aboard the Enterprise

February 5th, 2008 | Derek Johnson

I was in LA last month to do some research for my dissertation on media franchises.  In addition to my time in the archives and my interviews with executives and producers, I decided that as a part of my “research”, my last stop before heading back to Wisconsin would be to go with my friends Scott and Holly to the Queen Mary Dome in Long Beach to visit the first leg of Star Trek: The Tour, the exhibit currently making its way across the US.  You know, one of those sacrifices you make for your work. 

Okay, so I was looking forward to it all week.  But at the same time, I was really apprehensive about the whole thing, convinced that the hour or so I thought we’d spend there would be no where’s worth the ridiculously high ticket price (even with the student discount).  

 Captain on the bridge!

But four hours – and several awkward yet kinda awesome pictures – later, I found that I’d actually seen a number of pretty interesting things…

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Digressions at the Cinema, 2008

January 19th, 2008 | Jonathan Gray

Barbara Klinger has an excellent essay about listening to people’s comments in the cinema, and all the intertextual links that get introduced this way, and all that we can learn from them: “Digressions at the Cinema.” I was thinking of that today when watching Cloverfield, which I enjoyed (though I need time to work out how much). Behind me in the theater were 3 friends who formed the movie’s peanut gallery, piping in comments at volume throughout. Rather than being annoying it was really funny. And very grounding, since it became impossible to take the movie too seriously when they weren’t.

A few selections:

  • as J. J. Abrams’s Bad Robot logo came on before the film, one said, “oh shit, man. I know I didn’t pay this money to see a fuckin’ robot. This better not be no robot movie”
  • as some characters walk down a dark subway tunnel, one announced that “me spidey sense is tingling, motherfucker”
  • they would also frequently comment on the camerawork, such as “that is a good picture. Right there, see that? That’s good!”

I usually prefer silence when watching films. I’m a shusher. But there was something special here, since the whole film places you in the middle of this attack, with comments coming from all directions. To add these three audience members exclamations of surprise, fear, relief, humor, horror, or disbelief simply gave the film another layer, a third dimension in the crowd reacting to the film’s events in real time, especially when they often voiced comments appropriate to the film (“what is that thing? I can’t fuckin’ see it, hold the damn camera straight, asshole”), adding to the sense of frustration and confusion that the film creates with skill.

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