Thursday, July 29, 2010

"Smut" or Female Pornography

Did you know that romance novels (Mills and Boon, Harlequin, other single title romances...) are slangly called "smut" or female pornography? Well, this post is a rambling about the romance novel because it has been the subject of intense and casual conversations (both face-to-face and online) more than a few times in different contexts in the last ten days or so.

Most modern urban women would agree with the statement that the romance novel is probably their second best friend, or at the very least a comfortable cushion. It is probably the most widely read genre (it is being called a genre by the literature people?! as well as the Romance Novelists Association who first called it that, and so let us also go by that name) by women and also churned out every year at a very high speed. Today there are more and more romance novels that are in sync with the changing times - modern career women, enterprising, independent, spunky and struggling against odds in a male-dominated workplace, balanced relationships between the hero and heroine and so on. Right?

This may be true but this is only a part of the picture. Looking again and thinking without the worship holding the kidnapped, a victim of the kidnapper (!@I?!!! - a devoted reader would only defend her novel), one may perceive that there is more than meets the eye. There is more than meets the eye in these times especially, because everything is played out so subtly. Earlier where there were skimpily dressed women on the front cover, today we probably have landscapes, the bare-chested man perhaps or even profiles of both the hero and heroine kissing maybe. Earlier where there was no delusion in the language of the novel and so perhaps the reader's interpretation too of the portrayal, of the conventional positions of men and women as protector and protected respectively, today the language is outwardly that of modern feminism. However there is a subliminal dissemination of the same stereotypical roles, labels and patterns that feels even dangerous sometimes just because it is veiled and cloaked in language appropriate to the current trends. There is a whole system of metalanguage at insidious work here. Perhaps 'insidious' is a strong word, and perhaps individual authors are not to blame for this.

One of the important aspects of the romance novel that reveals itself to someone who wants to examine it, is that it is the heroine's perspective. The romance novel is mostly for women and mostly by women. It is by now quite intensively studied and surveyed (in the UK and USA), that the romance novel is the comfort and escapism from daily humdrum for scores of women. A casual perusal of the situation here (urban India largely) indicates a similar situation. All the scholars seem to agree on this. The matter of concern is that it is also an invisible guide to 'how to be a perfect woman and a heroine' and 'how to get the perfect hero to become your boyfriend / husband' or even 'what is true love?'. We have to understand the origin of this genre for understanding this aspect - England. The first romance novels are a delight, whether it is Samuel Richardson or Jane Austen or even Georgette Heyer. But they provide an insight into English society at that time, which had an enormous list of Do's and Dont's, how to behave in polite society, elaborate grooming rituals and etiquette and whatnot, for ladies and once a lady is out, her sole aim is to find and tie to herself in holy matrimony, a Man. A Hero. Of course, so we also have the books which tell the stories of rebel women, stories of women who are not 'gentle', not born in elite families but in traders' families and so on... However, the ultimate aim of finding the man and preparing oneself for this has not fundamentally changed over the years and until date. Well, duffer! this is a romance novel, obviously - man meets woman, they fall in love, they struggle, then they unite, has to be the central plot. But of course! So why is it a matter of concern? Because these invisible guidelines condition our minds surreptitiously and tell women one way of leading their lives, one way of being and becoming a heroine, one-answer solutions for all problems of womanhood. Fortunately or unfortunately or propitiously or happily or unhappily (I am not sure I want to specify a particular qualifying adjective I should use here so I leave it to the reader to decide this, but there must be one!), it is primarily the woman's job to hook the man. That may sound crude, but it boils down to that when one removes the glossy packaging. She has to look, dress, speak, behave, eat, breathe... in a particular way to get this man. If she is not so, then the story is also about her transformation (in its crudest form, makeover) so that she is deserving of her Hero.

Believe it, THE code for being a female is very much present in the most rebellious stories of the earlier years as well as in the most 'progressive' and 'modern' stories of contemporary authors. I have read several of both kinds. Another matter of serious concern is that this code is today dazzling women who are barely into their teens. Should we even get into the details of this code? It is obvious and it is all around us, conditioning us and our children, especially the teenagers, in the form of advertisements, soaps, movies, the works. A friend pointed out a very interesting observation a couple of months back: the supplement paper of a leading national daily that is popular here (chennai) has almost on every alternate page if not every page, some mention of 'slimming' and having a perfect body - either in the form of food articles, or ads for gyms and cosmetics, or an interview with a beautician. You name it, it is there. And the marketing language is very clear - it is directed at women, the objective of all these pursuits for women is one, peer acceptance, and two, either getting into a relationship or maintaining one or even getting back an estranged boyfriend. An article in Tehelka Magazine, speaks about how teenagers today function on "American Remote control", describing the soaps that are being watched on television. Women, young and old are being groomed, polished and manicured with this code.

Let us now take a look at our Hero for whom all the above must be done. According to the romance novel, He is the Man in the men, the perfect being and epitome of manhood. He is always, either covertly or overtly in the position of the giver (of security, riches, status, recognition, validity in the eyes of society...) and the heroine in the position of the taker. It is simply that while this was explicit in the earlier novels, it is not so in the modern romance novels that are largely single title romances in paperback. If we deconstruct the language, we arrive at the same conclusions that the man has to be a "Hero" and neither can he be a physical weakling nor a "wimp". According to several studies and discussions on this issue, we have a perfectly manufactured and orchestrated hero, just as the perfectly groomed and conditioned woman.

Did you know that, "the 'Alphaman' was based on what Alan Boon referred to as a 'law of nature': that the female of any species will be most intensely attracted to the strongest male of the species, or the Alpha. In other words, the Hero must be absolutely top-notch and unique. The wimp type doesn't work. Women don't want an honest Joe,' Alan Boon seems to have said." For the uninitiated, Alan Boon was the son of Charles Boon who started the Mills and Boon company in the early 1930s in the UK, and one of the rules given to the authors was the "Alphaman" one. Although by now there have been many developments (for instance, Harlequin bought over M&B in the 70s and we have a large number of single title romance novels today), the alpha male seems to be a standard unwritten code among all romance authors.

So what have we here? A perfect hero, a perfect heroine, and the perfectly true love story. Herein is the third lesson: True Love. One of the most important rules is that for true love, it is a must to feel physical attraction of the kind described in these novels. And one must of course discover suddenly or over a period of time that one has fallen in love madly. So today we have a true love that can only be true one way. The result of this is that we have more and more women out there waiting for that chemistry, and waiting for that zip in their "heart" and zing in their "core" before they can commit. I know a couple of such women and have heard of many more. There will be many more waiting if the trend goes on because the truth is that neither are they such perfect women nor are there such perfect heroes. God forbid!

One corollary to this is also that we completely miss the hard work, the commitment, patience and time it takes in actuality to make an imperfectly perfect marriage or relationship. There are more and more young people out there who are not ready to give time to a relationship, they want it perfect, and now! And the responsibility of bringing perfection always belongs to the other in the relationship. What seemed like a natural phenomenon in the first bloom of "true love" becomes very difficult to accept or understand as time goes by - that it takes two to tango.

It is very easy to dismiss all this by saying that it is after all a story. Why make such a fuss over a story? This is exactly what I said half a dozen years ago. But I have come to understand what a foolish and simplistic belief that is. Stories have the power to transform people. And stories make you believe. They have done so now for all of the history of mankind. And we are just being naive if we say these are just stories and they do not have it in them to condition and direct minds. Just as naive as saying that advertisements have no impact on children. When we believe that this is 'just a story' we forget that many many times the stuff that we consume, we are made to consume because there are big stakes in the consumption, including the romance novel. As a matter of information, the Romance Writers of America and the Romance Novelists Association are two entities that are not simply a bunch of home makers alias authors who are able to put words on paper and put together a romance plot in a thrilling fashion. These are two significant groups which fund research and scholarship on romance and romance novels.

What makes it all even more worrying for me is the "American remote control" and that teenagers and young adults of urban India have a near-death grip on it and it wont take very long for the rest to follow. We now have the romance genre for the teenager. There is this new book called "Twilight" and it truly horrifies me, and not because the teen hero of the book is a werewolf. You can read one review here to see how all the stereotypes of the 'adult' romance novel are repeated here and quite in an empty fashion. Clearly, teenagers now are not credited with much intelligence. I have not read the book, but have read several excerpts, synopses and descriptions given by various people, both critics and devotees and a few reviews. These do not inspire me to pursue the book further, except faintly perhaps to understand what makes teenagers go gaga over it.

Having said all that, I have to add that there are some really good romance novels too. But unfortunate that in the tsunami of romance novels hitting shelves each year, these perhaps make for a few drops.

Claimer: The above are views of a lay reader who has read several hundreds of these romance novels including the master of the romance genre, Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, and still likes it best.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Death

Couple of days ago, an elderly friend of ours, an allopathic doctor was sharing his chagrin and concern about the direction which modern medicine and the beneficiaries of it are taking. He said that there are many things that are going not quite okay, but more than all that what affects him deeply is the changing attitude of the patients who come to him as well as his colleagues, since this is something he comes across personally.

He spoke about how everyone wants the doctors to work miracles, nothing short. No matter what the disease, what the conditions and circumstances, and no matter the age of the patient, they all want the miracle of life. No matter how it is done, they should be saved. Even if the patient is 85-years old, with a weak heart and some other irreversible condition. He added that his colleagues thought him heartless and sometimes even brand him unethical if he says so-and-so must be left in peace to die since he / she is 76 or 85 years old and the body cannot take the trauma of surgery and complicated procedures. Even those patients themselves ask him to save them somehow.

He exclaimed, "Am I a magician or God or something? Is medicine invincible? After all we are human beings and live according to the rules of creation. Why cannot we accept death as a part of life any longer? This never used to be the case before. A patient who has a wise attitide about death is a rarity. I remember that in the last so many years, there was one old man from a village who had this wisdom. He was 75+ years old and came to me with a block in his intestine that was in a really advanced stage. To top it, he also had a weak heart."

After examining him, my friend tells him (he believes in stating it as it is to the patient which also is not acceptable to many) that because of his age, his weak heart and his advanced age there is a greater possibility that he may die during the required complicated surgery or even in its immediate aftermath. It seems that the man told him, "So what? I have lived my life and it has been alright. It is just that in this age I am unable to endure the pain, if you say that after the surgery the pain will go away then by all means please do the operation and if I die in the process, all the better. I am happy". The man came through the operation successfully and started walking within the week and was discharged soon after. My friend lamented that if only people had this sort of an attitude actually there is more chance that they will pull through rather than a beggar's appeal.

Traditionally in India, death has never been something to be pushed away, or shied from. Death is in a cycle with life, or is a completion of it. Our understanding has never been that we have to live on, no matter how, and be kept alive even artificially on life support systems. As my friend said, the medicine system and its stakeholders are going in a direction where they feel that they have to overcome death otherwise they would fail. Somehow in an earlier generation, the value was not for going on endlessly. Personally in my life, my great grandmother was an example for this. I lived with her the last few years of her life, and in the last one year, she said she was near death and welcomed it and said her work in this life was over.

This would be the understanding in theory as well. For instance, in Ayurveda while diagnosing a disease there are three ways of looking at it: sadhya, pracharasadhya and asadhya, meaning, controllable and curable; curable but with difficulty; and no cure, respectively. I think this is a very significant category that places limits on what humanity can do. This treats death as a natural phenomenon that occurs as a continuation of life, and not something that needs to be battled against and won over. I also feel that this approach to life, and death places human arrogance in its place and puts us right there as part of the nature map, interdependent with all of creation, and not out of and on top of it lording over nature. Which is the reality. The reality is that humans dont control and manipulate nature. We try to understand it, and now also tamper with it and think that we are controlling it, but we have no way of knowing it to be so. But there is ample evidence in human history that nature is not subservient to man. There is no possibility of such a comparison, we are part of it. Hence nature and man are not enemies, we dont have to conquer nature, dont need to feel this compulsion to fight death. We could take it gracefully as a part of life, as we have been doing.

But as the doctor mentioned, this value seems to be changing in ordinary life now. The more that people are in touch with wonder drugs, hospitals and the greater and greater struggle against death in the form of modern medicine, the more they are taken in by the seeming invincibility of it all. Why?

"Singam" - A short Review

The film is as any other Tamil masala formula for Tamizhnattu makkal, with dramatic dialogues and declarations meant for the Tamizh masses. True time-pass if one wants to spend time doing nothing much else.

However, there is one aspect in the movie which redeemed it for me. It dissented from the usual formula in modern tamil masalas, in showcasing the rural vs urban character. Usually in most movies (Take Gilli for instance), the hero is the guy from the metro (chennai of course!) who is intelligent, also knows all his martial arts and has the law on his side, ultimately. The villain is the goonda from the village, a country bumpkin who is all brawn and no brain.

Happily, in 'Singam' the hero is from the village; he is intelligent, smart, also knows to fight but tries always to avoid conflict, and of course has mass support. (You should watch the movie to see how this mass support is presented in the movie. Classic! and real). The villain is from chennai city with all the arrogance of coming from the capital. The juxtaposition was delightful for me.

A true-to-form scene is the dialogue between the police inspector hero and his corrupt superior, where the latter asks him, "do you think this (chennai) is a village for people to be illicitly brewing liquor?" And our hero lets loose a harangue that goes on and on about how we can think the village is inferior and chennai superior, and instances of all that is happening in chennai and so on. When the other guy can edge in to make his presence felt, he uses words like "remote tuticorin district potti kaadu", "small fry from dokku police station".

Response: I come from Potti Kaadu of Tuticorin district, from a dokku police station, bathing every day in Tamairaiparani river, and you come from this big city bathing in the stinking rotting smell of the coovum river. This is the difference between us.

Classic. No other word.