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Green Lantern
In a hugely rare occurrence, I have finished all aired episodes of Green Lantern (except the one that will be airing in an hour, not that I will be watching it, because I will be AT WORK) in thirty-six hours and now I have some slightly more coherent thoughts than my last post on this subject.
The Good
–It goes without saying that I love Razer (Zuko-in-space) and Aya (the clock-work girl he loves!) but I want to mention how amiable I find Hal Jordan. Seriously! 99% of the time he seems like a really nice, funny dude!
–I really like the premise of the Green Lantern Corps - I think it's very inclusive and allows for a great variety of stories to be told. (Sidenote, ten bucks says that Razer is going to end the series as a green lantern.)
–The writing is top-notch. There are very few moments where I felt like I was watching a "show for kids", the dialogue is funny and snappy without being bitchy, there are a ton of great character moments (two that really stuck out at me is the ridiculously precise way Razer eats, that Razer lied about Aya's alternate poem working to help him power-up, and the repeated beats regarding disobedience). The one exception is...
The Bad
–...The ladies. This show gets a C– for it's treatment of the female cast. First of all, there are barely any females on the show. Second of all, most of the one or two shot characters fit into dated SF/F tropes. Third, OH MY FUCKING GOD, THE OUTFITS. If it would be pleasing for a hetero male to see a female character in a slut-tastic outfit, that bitch is going to be in a slut-tastic outfit. It's not automatically clear in a gif, but Aya? Who modeled herself on a woman who wore a very conservative outfit and is living with three males who are covered from toe to wrist to neck is dressed IN A FUCKING BIKINI AND THIGH-HIGHS. The scene where she first assembles herself is as ridiculously gratuitous, she falls like this:

...and one episode after that, she's forcibly disassembled in a scene straight out of a hentai.
Aya wants to know what's up with that kind of shit:
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