Hope, Media

Mad Max’s Special Way Of Giving Me Hope

I saw Mad Max yesterday. Spoiler alert, it’s more interesting through an environmental lens than a feminist one.

And the couple I saw it with and I didn’t love it. Meh, whatever. They drive a lot. And shoot and keep driving.

But what was striking was this.

I said that everything I’ve read about Mad Max was about how awesome feminist kick-ass it was. And that it was disappointingly not the case.

And he agreed with me.

His girlfriend mentioned something else annoying about it.

And he agreed with her. Emphatically and with additional examples.

He voiced other concerns about the movie and men in general. “Why do men do that?”

“Well, of course you don’t understand. You’re a perfect specimen of man. You give me hope.”

The only dating advice I have to offer is: Expect the guys in your life to be kind and respectful. Don’t make excuses for garbagey behavior—”Oh, that’s just what guys are like.“ It isn’t true. Expect them to be good, treat them like they’re good. And if they’re garbagey, move on. Don’t let your world get cluttered up with people who think they have some gender-based right to be awful.
Rainbow Rowell [x]