Romance is a fine line. So much of those supposedly grand and charming gestures in books, plays, films and television are, when you honestly think about it, manipulative, controlling, and while reality would be a positive parade of red flags in a relationship.
Behaviours such as pre arranging a ‘’Meet Cute’’ so that your intended target thinks you’ve randomly encountered each other in a fairy tale encounter, or engineering a change to the love interest’s work schedule or classes to align your proximity to that person to achieve your goal. Stalking behaviours are normalised, even fetishized (hiring a private eye to find a girl he saw and liked: Sleepless In Seattle), and the takeaway from these toxic behaviours are that people are trophy’s to be won, crushes are there to be moved like chess pieces. Romantic partners are tricked with false representations of their mate’s, with coercive control, and emotional abuse, wrapped up in platitudes of ‘’I can change him/her’’, or ‘’You only hurt the one’s you love most’’.
Centuries old vampires creeping into underaged girl’s bedrooms to watch them sleep (Twilight), middle aged men catfishing women who they know in real life would never reciprocate their romantic overtures (You’ve Got Mail), Men threatening to commit suicide if a girl doesn’t agree to go on a date (The Notebook), a man paying for exclusive ‘’use’’ of a sex worker, throwing her back on the streets, and then deciding to keep her (Pretty Woman).
The idea that ‘’no’’ means ‘’try harder’’, and that persistence is the key to a person’s heart, is a terrible thing to promote in any media form, because CONSENT IS EVERYTHING. Weird Science is considered an eighties classic, but it is literally about two creepy oversexed boys who create a woman for their personal use, which is frankly, horrific on every level. There are a lot of issues with the issues of consent in these sort of ‘’Cutesy/silly/goofy comedies’’ as many of these representations of love involve a protagonist who either pursues a love interest using a false identity (Some Like It Hot, The Importance of Being Ernest, Revenge of the Nerds, Wedding Crashers), creates a false narrative of a relationship to a person who is at a mental disadvantage (While You Were Sleeping, 50 First Dates) and making them your slave (Overboard), using a situation to your advantage gaslighting your amore with surreptitious acts that gradually destroy their sense of self (She’s All That, Pretty in Pink, Can’t Buy Me Love, How to Lose a Guy In 10 Days); but the mother of ALL creepy, criminal and psychotic examples of toxicity in the Rom Com is without doubt, Mrs Doubtfire. If you read an article in newspaper about a man who dressed as a female to insinuate himself into his ex-wife’s life, spy on his family and under the guise of another person, become her intimate confidante, and destroy her relationship, you would think he was the most obsessively creepy man you had ever heard of. It is such a violation of privacy that you could allow someone into your life who was the very person you had legally uncoupled from in the first place, under the guise of a friend is vile. But hey, who am I to judge these incredibly messed up situational comedies?
The scary part of normalising these actions, is that you compare your real life partners to these fantasy versions of Prince or Princess Charming, and can explain away so many red flags, like intensity and obsession, by saying things like ‘’They just love me so much’’, ‘’Look at what they’ve sacrificed/how much work they’ve put into making me love them’’, or ‘’They can’t live without me!’’, creating co-dependency and a false sense of security while slowly being fenced in by the other person’s emotional manoeuvres .
Jordan Peele’s reboot of The Twilight Zone is an astonishing feat of science fiction, horror and social commentary, that is polished, continuously evolving and beautifully cast. It is not easy to take on such an iconic part of the zeitgeist, while putting a unique spin on it without taking anything away from the original. Peele surpasses those obstacles and creates something that stands on it’s own merits and yet blends seamlessly into the universe that was Rod Sterling’s legacy.
The episode of season 2 entitled ‘’Try, Try’’ starring Topher Grace and Kylie Bunbury is a masterpiece of television, and a stark social commentary of the ‘’nice guy defence’’. A man seemingly encounters a woman at random, discovering they have an astonishing connection, and much in common. Maybe a little too much. Of course, it is a concept that has been done before, but this version, was one I found to be an excellent take on this particular niche subgenre.
In the beginning it is a beautifully, quirky romance; Boy Meets Girl, Boy Impresses Girl With His Intuitive Responses to Girl’s Every Thought, which should be sweet, but then it gets strange, and then it gets frightening.
Topher Grace is masterful in his portrayal of the nice, funny guy, who slowly loses his patience with things not quite going his way, and letting his mask fall, first insidiously, and then dramatically. Kylie Bunbury is every inch the Final Girl, who does not conform, is not easily placated, who questions and uses caution, and reveals her own inner strength, with a believability that is rare in any medium, let alone TV. Definitely an actress to watch.
This episode spoke to me as a woman on every level, as I think most female’s can relate to having a friend or a kindred spirit who you thought was genuine, but was only pretending to be interested in your feelings while just wanting to get in your pants. It feels like a huge betrayal, no matter how many times it happens, but for some reason, you never expect it. Your perception of your life is a purely selfish one, for instance, if you presented yourself as a friend to someone but in time become resentful because that’s ‘’all’’ you are, that is not on the other person. You are not being ‘’friend zoned’’ because to have that happen, you must have been a true friend in the first place. People are not props in your personal production, they are stars of their very own show, and if all you turn out to be for the is an ill received cameo or guest appearance, then that’s showbiz, baby.
I have said it before, but we all know that there is nothing more frightening than the mundane, and the unexpected darkness that lies beneath the surface of everyday relationships I would take monsters and the paranormal over incels and self-proclaimed ‘’nice guys’’ any day of the week.