Fables of the deconstruction
Dec. 21st, 2007 07:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
phoenix64So I finally watched the most recent Die Hard sequel. I was happily losing myself in it, feeling my testosterone levels climb with only a minor WTF at the French henchmen (apparently so they could do free running stunts) and thinking that Timothy Olyphant actually figured out how to practice streamlining his head, when I realized the only reason McClane's daughter was in the movie was to be the damsel in distress. And it just really. Pissed. Me. Off.
I swear, sometimes I miss life before I noticed these kinds of things.
Then I started thinking that how cool would it have been if Justin Long's part had been rewritten to be played by a female actor. Because there actually would have been no rewriting required at all. At no point was a penis required for that role. Or for that matter, Bruce Willis's role.
Dammit. I love Die Hard. I'm grateful that I got a chance to see it on a big screen. Dammit.
All I can say is, Lena Headey better be well armed in The Sarah Connor Chronicles. Very well armed.
I swear, sometimes I miss life before I noticed these kinds of things.
Then I started thinking that how cool would it have been if Justin Long's part had been rewritten to be played by a female actor. Because there actually would have been no rewriting required at all. At no point was a penis required for that role. Or for that matter, Bruce Willis's role.
Dammit. I love Die Hard. I'm grateful that I got a chance to see it on a big screen. Dammit.
All I can say is, Lena Headey better be well armed in The Sarah Connor Chronicles. Very well armed.
