Women are what we make them and they are made by the stories we give them and in a time when they are openly reading porn in public, we don’t have quality women. It’s important to evaluate some popular stories and the women they portray.
Thor: The Dark World has got to be the worst of the MCU movies up to Endgame, that isn’t blatantly DEI like Ms. Marvel or that African utopia thing. And it’s because of Natalie Portman. She can’t act, she’s a one trick pony like De Niro, only capable of playing an asshole. Because they are assholes. Hey did you know she has a degree from Harvard? Of course you did. So they got the modern bitch for the part, playing herself, and still no one is watching. There relationship is more ridiculous than Harry Markle. And is mouthing off to a God you supposedly love about your vapid complaints supposed to be endearing? She contributes nothing and thinks she has a right to demand more. And she doesn’t even look good standing next to an aging Rene Ruso, more like an irate, ozempic, midget. Just realized they continued this atrocity into another movie, because after Endgame Disney is dead to me. Jane the generic modern degreed entitled, fool, whose story is repeated over and over across this land, but without even the desire for a man. And certainly not kids. So maybe we should be hopeful they at least try to shoehorn this harpy into a romance. But I’m more inclined to be mad that they are leading women to be bad scientists, who think they are entitled to marry a god, while remaining horrible people. Sorry I mean “believe all women”.
Which reminds me of another Jane, one properly put in her place—of exaltation, shaping future immortal souls who are heir to the earth. The story of this Jane is part of a real romance, with an actual character arc, Jane Studdock from C. S. Lewis’ prescient masterpiece That Hideous Strength. She too was a modern degreed woman eschewing children. Her and her husband had some sort of stale agreement slash competition to be in the inner circle. After some crazy dreams, serious pastoring by Ransom, the council of some old woman and the world almost ending, she came around. But there is hope for a romance to be the picture and the key to the world’s ailments. And a child to be the salvation of woman rather than her academic pretending. Thor’s Jane is not in a relationship or happy and certainly doesn’t have kids, without some serious transformation. She witnesses life transforming events and comes out the same bitch on the other side, because our culture thinks women are perfect. God help us. And we know that army of creators at Marvel have it in them. They create lovable characters like Laura Barton who barely appears in the movies for five minutes, but makes every man wish he had a supportive wife like her. We would even take Pepper Potts who spends more screen time supporting Tony, and even her boss babe position is service to him. So why do they keep doubling down on this lie? A lie which was once the lament of a better generation.
And to that generation; in the Sun Also Rises Hemingway creates another tragic female character. But this time not Jane, Ashley Brett, whose name means something like the “Briton in the field next to the ash tree”. And we have a modern tale of chivalry, in the land known for it’s last disillusioned but chivalric knight, Don Quixote. She is a lady, as much of a imaginary figment as Dulcena, but also a bit of a whore. The men are all for it anyway, all willing to pledge their devotion. One is off fighting bulls, another a boxer, a trust funder and a vaunted writer, all willing to fight, to do errands for their lady, but she would not. They all chase her ’til it devours them. Of course Hemingway at least has the sense to realize this is a tragedy. The world wants romance because the world is a romance. And because that is our tradition we have a hard time pointing out that Lady Ashley is a bad person. Which is very similar to the disillusioned response Hemingway plays into about The Great War. Rather than celebrating the heroism of the righteous cause of the war, we just lament that the war has wrecked everything and cast us into this modern malaise. We learned the wrong lesson from the war and we are to learn the wrong lesson from he novel. We aren’t supposed to notice that Brett is evil, and that all the men fought valiantly, we are just supposed to throw up our hands. Chivalry isn’t dead because Western men are not dead, it’s just that women don’t want it.
A flurry of suitors pursuing one women reminded me of There’s Something About Mary. Which is a comedy rather than tragedy, but maybe we should consider that this modern women isn’t all that great either. Her friend-zone list is as long as the list of rich white women drooling over Kamala. She clearly focused on her career over family, and we are supposed to believe she is perfect and everyone around her is a stalker? Despite the fact they rush to her aid whenever they can and act more like servants. Her one redeeming trait seems to be that she has a retarded brother. Of course the comedy comes when she marries the humorous Jew rather than turning him away, as Brett turns away Cohn or Spain turned away the Jews. Because apparently the Jews making movies are underdogs and we should sympathize with them? But maybe we should take what we can get. We make comedies and largely eschew the listless futility of Hemingway. The deep brooding bohemian ideal artist doesn’t really sell, though we have nostalgia for it. That’s a good thing. What are these guys going to do when they catch Mary? Have a family? More like fetch her whatever she wants. This seems like a worse tragedy. And one more real to most of the people I know.
What we need is the music of the spheres crashing into our planet and making women motherly again as in C. S. Lewis’ work. We need Merlin and some of this deeper magic, we need romance. And for the romance to work we need ladies, not these man-wannabe-whores pretending they can do science in-between bouts of PMS and a liberalism-worse-than-PMS masquerading as reason. We need to get the entwives back by telling our daughters the proper stories. Stories about supporting their men and passing down the great traditions of the West to a myriad of children. Stories that make good wives and mothers.