I really, really hate fandom policing. I hated it when I was twelve and was so afraid to read slash because OMG DICKS TOUCHING WHAT and I hated it when I was fifteen and was smuggling the yaois under my mattress so I would always have a supply of top notch garbage to read, and I am 24 and I hate it now.
Here is the thing: YOU CONTROL what you take in. I am not responsible for your consumption of Hydra Trash party noncon, I am not responsible for your consumption of pegging smut, and I am not responsible for your consumption of fluffy sickfic. I am not responsible for you consuming anything.
I might be responsible for writing that noncon or pegging or sickfic, but I did not make you read it. I did not hand it to you, I did not give it to you. I created it, and made it available for those who want to enjoy.
If you don’t like it, if you don’t want it, then you don’t have to read it.
That choice made, the choice not to consume a type of fic or art, also means you don’t get to drag the person who wrote it.
That is a damn slippery slope.
Fandom is a “safe space” but not in the way that it protects you from things that you don’t want to see or don’t like or are offended by. Fandom is, and has traditionally been, a space for people to create and explore with out being told “no” by outside media. Fandom is where you can find out if you don’t fit in the boxes society tells you to, or it you just really, really like reading about Bucky getting repeatedly rammed in the ass by Hydra agents sans lube.
And no matter how well-meaning you are, you don’t get to tell other fans what they can and cannot write, or draw, or enjoy.
When you start telling people what they can create or enjoy, you invalidate the purpose of fandom, and create a situation where instead of free exploration, we have something similar to mainstream media in which certain tropes or topics are not allowed. This limits the free expression, exploration and innovation so highly prized in fandom.
Maybe what they draw is illegal in five states, and highly restricted in several countries. Maybe it’s offensive, maybe it’s inaccurate, or just plain bad.
It doesn’t matter.
You don’t get to tell fans how to enjoy fandom. You mind your own path, your write your own fic, you write meta on why x trope is offensive/problematic/bad but you do not tell other fans how to enjoy fandom.
“Fandom is a “safe space” but not in the way that it protects you from things that you don’t want to see or don’t like or are offended by. Fandom is, and has traditionally been, a space for people to create and explore with out being told “no” by outside media.”
THIS!!! THIS is the TRUE definition of fandom as a ‘safe space’. It is a ‘safe space’ for creators.
“You do not tell other fans how to enjoy fandom.”
This needs 99,999,999 notes.
There comes a point where you, not your teachers and not your parents or guardians, are responsible for what media you consume. It’s not for others to censor themselves to protect you from what you don’t want.Heed warnings. If something doesn’t have warnings, either don’t read/watch/listen to it or search out reviews that will tell you if it’s something you would be OK reading/watching/listening to. Descending on a creator or creators and demanding they not create something or shaming them for doing so because you don’t approve is censorship and furthermore, it’s hubris of the highest order.
Consider that not long ago homosexual portrayals of any kind were fandom policed to the same extent that people police certain kinks today. Just because you find it offensive, doesn’t mean you’re right, or more importantly that it’s any of your business.
Adding to this: You need to take responsibility for creating your own safe space. If you follow a blog that repeatedly puts content you don’t like on your dash, either ask them for a tag to blacklist if they’re not tagging it, or unfollow. You need to take steps to protect yourself and enable you to function happily in a communal space.
The last time I went to see Mad Max Fury Road (Sunday), I went with my mom and her husband (and my partner, but that should generally be assumed lolol). My mom admitted after the movie that she’d been afraid she wouldn’t like it but had faith that she would enjoy something I did so much. But of course she loved it.
What was interesting though, is that her husband, a man who loves action movies, didn’t seem so sure about it. Oh, he didn’t hate it, but he didn’t seem to find it spectacular either. He finally at one point said that he wasn’t sure he cared for how Max starts out the movie so weak—how he gets caught so quickly, so easily, and then is essentially useless for the first quarter of the movie. (See also this brilliant meta that addresses this very thing, though in a different way than I hope to.) I think he mentioned this in close proximity to me talking to my mom about how great it is that the movie is dealing with domestic/sexual violence, but we don’t actually see any sexual violence perpetrated against Immortan Joe’s prisoners—my Revolutionaries.
The juxtaposition of those thoughts made me realize that, on some level:
We experienced the violence and degradation of the Revolutionaries through Max.
Narratively, this is kind of obvious. It’s through Max that we get to see how awful the Citadel is and we get to see why the Revolutionaries wouldn’t want to remain there. But it’s so much more nuanced than that.
When people think about rape, what do they imagine? Often a woman tied up and being penetrated, hurt. We may picture them fighting back a bit (and probably getting hurt for it), but ultimately there’s nothing they can do. They get reduced to their body, and their body gets used up. In a very real sense, rape victims feel branded for life and often experience things akin to PTSD if not actually developing it.
What do we see happen to Max? He’s strung up, humiliated by the unceremonious cutting of all his hair (they did a really good job with the facial hair though, I might say). He gets silenced (gagged), and it’s implied he eventually gets branded. While he’s being held in chains, he’s being tattooed, a literal form of (mild) penetration. Later we know they stick needles in him, and his body is used for the purpose of life: to keep Nux alive and strong. This last act also parallels the very purpose of Immortan’s prisoners. Max is there to keep war boys alive: the women are there to bring war boys (though hopefully an heir apparently) into the world in the first place. Their bodies are used to sustain the physical bodies of others.
So Max undergoes a metaphorical rape in lieu of us ever seeing the women experience it. The place where depicting their rape could have narratively fit into the plot of this movie, we see the vulnerability of Max and the stripping of his agency instead.
This doesn’t mean that Max’s treatment should necessarily be compared and contrasted with the Revolutionaries’ experiences. They all had shitty lots under Immortan Joe’s rule, and that’s ultimately the point! One that I think the movie clearly handled well. Under joe’s tyranny, the bodies of the people around him are his commodities.
And it’s not something we see very often in media. Oh, some times we get torture scenes that star our male heroes, but they have a different flavor. They’re usually being questioned, or the villain is exacting their vengeance against our hero. They as an individual is vital to what is happening to them and is what propelled them to that place in their story. In contrast, the violence against Max has nothing to do with him as an individual, similarly to sexual violence. It’s about those in the Citadel using his body for their purposes—ultimately their domination over him and everyone else. In their society, he is replaceable in a way that other scenes in movies that depict the violation of men are not, and those depictions always further a man’s character arc and play on his importance.
In other movies, violence against our male heros happens along the way; it happens as a result of his actions; it happens because he has engaged with the enemies, put himself in their path. And that’s so very… male.
Max doesn’t engage the enemy, doesn’t get in their way. He just exists, and they chase him down. They take his vehicle though they’ve likely never seen him or it before. Max (and his car) simply exist and have entered Citadel territory; therefore, he and his things become Citadel property. The violence against Max is portrayed so much more the way we’re used to seeing violence against women, and it’s unnerving and unpleasant and probably made some men feel the affects and revulsion against that kind of violence in a way they never have before, because for once the face of that victim is male. For once, the character they’re supposed to imagine themselves as is getting attacked and violated without provocation, senselessly.
And this wasn’t something that struck me as too out of the ordinary right away. I definitely realized it’s not something we see very often, but it narratively didn’t bother me, seem out of place, or even that strange—though clearly there was something unique in that it was our main, male protagonist. But then again, I am invested in my female characters in my media, and I’m honestly quite used to seeing this be part of a woman’s narrative. Being dominated over and overcoming that is a very common story arc that starts a strong female character’s story, but it’s not a common one for our male heroes. Male heroes experience pain and brutalization as a plot point on their way through the story, not as a starting point, not as something to run away from.
And if you didn’t check out the meta I link to at the top, you should, because it highlights just how unique and important it is that it happens to Max. It’s unique and bold storytelling. It lets men (Nux too) be vulnerable and emotional and lost and to find themselves along the way instead of simply knowing who they are and who they should be and just being that.
Maybe someday I’ll talk more about it, but Max and Nux have the most transformative character arcs in this movie. Furiosa as a character really doesn’t change too much. As fuckyeahisawthat exquisitely puts it:
“If the action is being driven by Furiosa’s choices, it’s worth asking why Max is there at all. And here is where Fury Road does us one better than just replacing a lone male hero with a lone female one.
Fury Road is a dual protagonist narrative. Max isn’t there just as a supporting character. But because Furiosa’s storyline does so much of the heavy lifting in terms of moving the plot along, Max is freed up to have a story that’s mostly about his feelings.”
And gosh, how refreshing is that?!
*ovation applause for whole post* (that meta link above is a must-read, btw!)
Max as proxy for the dehumanization of women is so very powerful, because it lets us process what “robbed of agency, violated to serve others’ desires & suffering dismissed as subhuman” really truly means – without filtering it through cultural gender coding. It was raw it was ugly and it hit hard. I’m sure it was lost on almost no women that Max on his stomach, on a table, with his hands held in front of him by multiple men, is a classic gang rape posture. The metaphor was pretty wafer thin right there.
It put me in mind of those studies on ‘defining pornography’ a few decades back. If you’re going to make the dividing line between erotica and porn be ‘dehumanization and/or humiliation’, you need your group of students or experts or legal officials to look at photos and agree, ‘yes, that woman is being dehumanized.’ And yet what they found was, people simply couldn’t agree where to draw the line….when the photos were of women. When they took the same explicit photos of men, people were almost unified as to where to draw the line. Why? Because we’re so used to seeing women being dehumanized in all kinds of ways in patriarchal culture, that we literally don’t see them as fully human to start with. Whereas men are perceived to be fully realized as a default, so anything that brought them below that baseline of dignity was much easier to recognize and agree upon.
When we watch Max dehumanized on screen, we have no doubt about what we are seeing. There is no cultural pseudo-erotic lens operating here, as there would be if a woman was on that table. We just see Max’s helplessness and his reduction to an object.
At that moment we have all the information we need to have on the plight of anyone held as prisoners or slaves at the Citadel.