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MEN -- who can resist them?

During one of the blog debates that have raged recently, a commenter made an observation that cracked me up, saying that the heated remarks during some romance issues are reminiscent of sports talk radio.

I love that ‘cause it’s true!

My husband and I listen to sports talk radio on the way to work some mornings. We’re Sacramento Kings fans, although not of the rabid variety. It’s really fun to listen to the show’s hosts, who are hilarious (immature, but pretty funny). And then there are the callers – holy cow, they’re usually fanatics of the first order. Passionate, loyal, and worked into a frenzy – it’s great entertainment. For every guy who wants the coach’s head on a plate, there’s another guy who is so defensive of the coach, you’d think they were blood relations. And the same thing goes, player by player. They love ‘em or the hate ‘em.

Then there are the callers who clearly believe themselves to be open-minded, objective, and destined to bring order to the chaos. These are the ones who really make me laugh. If they only knew how pompous they sound. Full of pseudo-insights and hackneyed observations, yet they’re so sure they’re adding intelligence and objectivity to the mix.

It’s good fun. And even though they’re all crazy, you can occasionally learn something while listening to them, so all’s well.

But the point the commenter made on the blog was this – why does everyone single out the romance community as being too defensive, too nicey-nice, unable to take criticism, thin-skinned, overly-identifying with the books, characters, authors. When you see this discussed, it’s always assumed by many that it’s because it’s women. Men – we’re told – do not behave this way.

Hmmm? Have you actually met a man?

Even when you meet a guy who claims to have no interest in sports, he doesn’t put down the ones who do (in contrast to the way we put down romance). And he will probably admit he harbors a secret love for the Red Sox or some such. Why else do these goofs always talk about Brian’s Song? And how else do you explain Kevin Costner? Sheesh. They're all that way, and not a bit ashamed of it.

It's so refreshing! I love how men are so goofy about sports, and submarines/airplanes, and war movies. They can scoff at women for falling for romantic or sentimental plots, but they can watch THE BIG RED ONE again and again without getting tired of it.

I’ve always threatened to write a submarine screenplay and submit it under a guy’s name. How hard can it be? You need the clash between the new commander and the second-in-command (the one the crew loves). You need the suspicious guy – he’s either a spy or something akin. You need a long lecture up front about the depth the submarine can withstand before it starts to break apart from water pressure (write that number down, you’ll be seeing it on the BIG DIAL about 2/3 of the way into the movie – and yes, the boat will start to break apart, and they’ll have to seal off segments, always trapping a beloved seaman who then drowns). You need the big scene where the two commanders have to cooperate – they each have a key, see? And to stop the detonation sequence that will start WWIII, they have to turn their keys simultaneously.) And you need the depth charges scene – this is where a boat on the surface drops barrels of dynamite right down on the sub.

And they say romance has a formula? Yet guys eat this stuff up.

I don’t really have a point. It just makes me smile.

Men -- you gotta love 'em.




( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 25th, 2008 10:54 pm (UTC)
I'd totally go see that movie. :)
Jan. 25th, 2008 11:16 pm (UTC)
my film debut
Oh good! My first customer.

It would be fun to cast that movie, that's for sure.

But choosing the right (non-phallic) title? Hmmm.... Sub movies either have oblique names, like "crimson tide" and "the hunt for red october," or blunt ones, like U571 or Das Boot. We'll have to give this some thought.

Jan. 26th, 2008 05:09 pm (UTC)
Re: my film debut
You need Christian Bale and...and...Danny Glover, or something, for your Young Hero and Grizzled Veteran, and if Heath Ledger hadn't just accidentally killed himself I'd put him the Beloved Young Crewman Who Dies role, except now I've made myself wince because his name came to mind and, well, tacky.

I got nothin' off the top of my head for a title. This will indeed take some serious consideration. :)
Jan. 28th, 2008 05:09 am (UTC)
Re: my film debut
You should definitely be my casting director!
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