I’ve had a few friends ask me whether or not I’d watched the True Blood series, based on books by Charlaine Harris. They’ve enthused to me how much I would love it. They’ve talked about the series in normal, everyday conversations. Yes, TV can do that to us.
So I headed to YouTube and have a look at snippets of this series.
Seriously, how my friends could get it so wrong is beyond me. This is just not my bag. At. All. I find it all a bit yuck to be truthful.
And I’ve also had the book Breaking Dawn, by Stephenie Meyer (author of the Twilight series), foisted on me. I never ended up reading it but I did watch the movie and was left thinking I’ve missed something.
Call it my pedantic approach to reality and honesty, but if you step back from the groundswell of what makes vampire literature as well as the mini-series and films so popular, you will find some consistent undertones.
Enter the heroine, independent, of her own mind, dealing with the obstacles, moving forward, feminine but strong, sensual and quietly sexual, and often busy living her life.
Enter the hero, often with the fangs, respectful of women (to the point where they won’t bite them), able to express their emotions, uses romantic words and gestures, good looking and a man in their own right, a ‘bad boy’enigma (thanks to the vampire species issue), and the big aspect, totes otherworldly.
A point here – women are often looking for a man who fits the description of the hero and my sense is that the appeal of the otherworldliness is because often, to find these aspects in modern man, you’d have to move to another world. Right or wrong, women find the intrigue of the male vampire figure very interesting and, for women, interesting often equals something more important.
There is it.
The women, well, they see themselves as the heroine. They will, despite any setbacks create and design their own destiny. They choose who they spend their time with and with whom they will share their body.
I often get a gentle nudge from some of the men folk, who read my blog or follow me on twitter, and they remind me that I need to look at gender balance in what I write. I get that to a point. But often, my commentary is about what is happening with us women and I am personally searching resources to find out what men are talking about. What I’ve found has surprised me. Truly.
But that is another blog.
My personal opinions about this are well known throughout my network of male friends, those being that women have had huge support and mentoring whereas men, over the last 60 years, have not. Some women argue that men don’t deserve to be ‘further promoted’ but I disagree. Women do want men as friends, lovers, fathers, husbands, brothers, who are their peers. I also have a young son. I think about his future more than my daughter’s in respect to his emotional wellbeing and his place in the world. I am aware that men make up the other 50% of the world population. We live together.
But I digress.
There is an awareness that women are disengaging with men if they cannot connect with them in the most important aspect of interrelations ; the simple conversation. As a response, there are now classes which men can go to in order to learn how to seduce women but I feel this is just a stop-gap to a much wider problem.
ABC Melbourne, Australia recently featured a story on the Seduction Community and it’s worth a listen. You may be pleasantly surprised. I was. Kind of.
But speaking to my older, much wiser step-father about this topic, he as a man sees that the investment in understanding and respecting the so-called fairer sex requires much more deliberation and considered understanding than a lesson in turning a conversation into a sexual encounter.
It is something that some men are well aware of and there are others making real inroads. Some are floundering, don’t have the answers and won’t explore it any further, while many are still locked into a 1950’s mentality. Meanwhile women, particularly those in their twenties and many Western World mothers, have their noses buried in books where the trade off of going out with another species is that you are totally adored. Fantasy has its place in the women’s psyche and I can understand why.
What say you all?