Media Musings #2
Kinda Consumed
I think we need a music video that references Shania Twain referencing Robert Palmer. It feels like Harry Styles is the person to do it. Perhaps that’s too obvious. I can’t think of anyone else.
The second season of The Chestnut Man (Netflix) was based off a kid’s game, just like the first. This season was inspired by an eerie game of Hide and Seek which led to a slew of murders that the murderer felt justified to commit due to their own context and set of values. The show comfortably sits in the crime thriller genre. I was very stressed. It’s one of those shows I don’t feel like enough people are watching.
Speaking of crime shows, it never ceases to amaze me how (generally female) detectives carry around empty looking handbags whenever they are on a case. Is looking through a crime scene the ideal time to be toting a cross body? You wouldn’t think so.
Olivia Colman in Broadchurch is the ideal example of this. Released in the 2010s, Colman’s character Ellie Miller seems to have the coffee-coloured Thing Terrific (my mum had the same one) satchel glued to her person. It sits so front and centre on her body it is reminiscent of a loin cloth, filled with whatever it was meant to be filled with. I don’t think we ever saw her take anything from it.
Ashley Jensen’s DI Ruth Calder has a smaller but just as prominent pouch that is a permanent feature on her person. I imagine she keeps her phone and keys and even a lip balm handy. It’s practical and I am all for practicality, but these characters exist in TV land, and in TV land you don’t have to worry about always carrying a small packet of tissues.
DI Sunil Khan however has a backpack which he always wears on just one shoulder like some kind of teenage boy heading to school. I respect it if hard for anyone, let alone a fully grown adult, to take themselves seriously when wearing a backpack properly, but surely him having to dedicate a hand to simply hold it on his shoulder defeats the convenience of having a backpack in the first place. This video shows what’s in it.
Even though I get it’s how it works, the prices items are reduced to during sale season, when they were however much they were meagre days before, always shocks me. To think that a store priced something and then because it’s been in the shops too long, they make it half the price or whatever speaks volumes to how disposable they find their own products. Fast fashion is exactly that, so you may think I’m speaking about something that will never change, and perhaps I am, but it is manipulative that when something is first released it sits with only a couple out on the shop floor, merchandised just so, but as the season comes to an end it is jammed on a rack with fifty others just like it. Sales make items accessible that may not have been before, but they also make us buy things we may not have bought before. I get panicked around sale time, stressed that something I didn’t even know existed might sell out at its new low price! But if you wait a week or two, they’ll reduce it even further.
Margo’s Got Money Troubles (Apple) is worth watching. So is Off Campus (Prime), a great example of its smutty hockey genre.
It’s been a while since I’ve written. Ideas come to me but then they go again and all I can think about is that I haven’t written, because when I get some time, I just sit there and scroll. Or stand there, glued to the spot, scrolling and disassociating; watching clips of Amy Poehler’s Good Hang podcast but never committing to a full episode. Or I clean. I’ve listened to a lot of Kylie Minogue and BTS, plenty of Giveon and Maisie Peters. Beyonce and whatever Elton John Radio presents to me, which is somehow Guns N’ Roses. I finished the newest season of Restoration Australia guessing budgets and timelines and shouting at the screen. I was disappointed by Sam Campbell’s new show, Make That Movie. Generally, I find him hilarious. Oh, and I watched The Drama. A film I loved even more than I thought – and I even knew what the drama was! I’ve thought about it a lot. And I want their apartment.