So not a betrayal to say the show has issues with women. (And minorities, actually, but we won't go into that.) If I didn't love the show to death and think Kripke could do better, I wouldn't even TRY. I wouldn't expect better writing. I wouldn't be cranky because they can obviously write fully-rounded, wonderful characters, it's just a matter of shifting the chromosomes.
I've always wanted a more realistic woman on the show. All the women, save for Ellen (and Ellen was still fucking gorgeous), were these pert little archetypal things. I want a mystery woman. I want a woman who drinks beer and belches and would rather sit at home and watch old westerns on TV than go out clubbing or bar hopping. Or a woman who has jeans that don't really fit anymore (because christmas turkey is too tempting), so she just leaves the top button unbuttoned and the fly unzipped so you can see her beige FULL-ASSED UNDERPANTS (no fucking thongs or g-strings). !!!!
That, that right there is GLEE. Her underwear showing and her readjusting her tits because they ran from the monsters and now her cups overfloweth. YES. And the belching! Dean needs to hook up with a girl he can have belching contests with, God damn it.
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Date: 2007-09-21 08:00 pm (UTC)I've always wanted a more realistic woman on the show. All the women, save for Ellen (and Ellen was still fucking gorgeous), were these pert little archetypal things. I want a mystery woman. I want a woman who drinks beer and belches and would rather sit at home and watch old westerns on TV than go out clubbing or bar hopping. Or a woman who has jeans that don't really fit anymore (because christmas turkey is too tempting), so she just leaves the top button unbuttoned and the fly unzipped so you can see her beige FULL-ASSED UNDERPANTS (no fucking thongs or g-strings).
!!!!
That, that right there is GLEE. Her underwear showing and her readjusting her tits because they ran from the monsters and now her cups overfloweth. YES. And the belching! Dean needs to hook up with a girl he can have belching contests with, God damn it.