Every year, I subject myself to a round of pre-Christmas movie watching. I am not entirely sure why. It’s sure beats Christmas music! I’m an atheist but there is something nostalgic about watching certain Christmas movies, like It’s a Wonderful Life or (don’t judge me, I can’t even explain it) The Santa Clause. I do draw the line at Elf, because while Will Ferrell might actually be an exemplary actor and terrific guy, something about his face bothers me and I can’t spend 1 hour and 37 minutes looking at it. I am sorry, Will, if you are reading this.
Role models are people or characters who inspire us, especially when we are young, to be our best selves. They display the characteristics we admire and strive for. As parents, we hope to expose our children to role models that will speak to them in some way. Role models don’t even have to be real people. Fictional characters are sometimes even more desirable as role models because they often encounter extreme circumstances and still exhibit their positive characteristics. Case in point? Doctor Who.
In a few months time, my family and I will be transforming into our favourite characters for the day. We will all wear costumes and go out in public and it will be totally fine. Expected, even. Not weird at all.
We won’t even stand out in the crowd- unless, of course, we do a spectacular job. Where we are going, many people will be in costume and those that aren’t wont be perplexed or bothered by those that are. It’s more likely they’ll be gasping in admiration as a stunning Poison Ivy walks by. Maybe they’ll stop an impressive Dalek and ask for a photo. Because that’s what happens at Oz Comic-Con. The costumed crowd mingles with the regularly dressed and everyone has a good time!
It was 1996 when The Craft came out, right around the time 15 year old me was exploring Wicca and spending a small fortune on black eyeliner. Being the cool cat that I was, I saw this at the movies with my Nan, who lasted about 15 minutes before telling me she’d wait outside. I sat alone in the theatre, enthralled at these badass schoolgirls who had REAL POWERS. I plan on re-watching this with my teenager (who, coincidentally, spends a small fortune on black eyeliner these days) for a Halloween movie afternoon.
This is a divisive movie when it comes to feminism. I’ve read lots of differing points of view about whether or not this makes the cut as a feminist film. For this series, I’m gonna go with yes, it is, but I’ll add that overarching disclaimer that it’s far from perfect.