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lotesseI foresee a strong need for these arguments in the future, as nerd engagement with the new Star Wars movie ramps up:
Here's how Carrie puts it in Wishful Drinking:
"Shortly after I arrived, George gave me this unbelievably idiotic hairstyle, and I’m brought before him like some sacrificial asshole and he says in his little voice, “Well, what do you think of it?” And I say—because I’m terrified I’m going to be fired for being too fat—I say, “I love it.” Yeah, and the check’s in the mail and one size fits all and I’ll only put it in a little bit!
"Because, see, there was this horrible fat thing going on! When I got this great job to end all jobs, which truly I never thought I would get because there were all these other beautiful girls who were up for the part—there was Amy Irving and Jodie Foster; this girl Teri Nunn almost got the part…Oh! and Christopher Walken almost got cast as Han Solo. (Wouldn’t that have been fantastic?) Anyway, when I got this job they told me I had to lose ten pounds. Well, I weighed about 105 at the time, but to be fair, I carried about fifty of those pounds in my face! So you know what a good idea would be? Give me a hairstyle that further widens my already wide face!
"So you see, George Lucas is a sadist. But like any abused child, wearing a metal bikini, chained to a giant slug about to die, I keep coming back for more. Now why, you might ask? Well, (I would answer), let’s face it, George Lucas is a visionary, right? The man has transported audiences the world over and has provided Mark and Harrison and myself with enough fan mail and even a small merry band of stalkers, keeping us entertained for the rest of our unnatural lives—not to mention identities that will follow us to our respective graves like a vague, exotic smell."
Here's some things Carrie Fisher is: the daughter of a thin, petite, beautiful woman who was America's Sweetheart into the bargain. Type II bipolar. Addictive. A chubby girl. They cast a chubby girl as Princess Leia, made her lose ten pounds - and then kept piling and piling it on. Whoever came up with the concept of the slave bikini should be shot. Jesus. We have no compassion for the women in our entertainment.
It's also important to note that Carrie made the choice a long time ago to remove herself from the toxic culture of Hollywood lookism, instead working in media that value her brilliance, her experience, and her honesty. Girlfriend's writing is aces.
At this point Carrie Fisher does not need your lookist bullshit. In fact, I'd argue that it's fucking cruel at this point to slam her about her looks - she's survived Hollywood, drug addiction, ECT therapy, and she's still standing, and to demand more from her on top of that instead of celebrating her for her extant accomplishments is FUCKED. She's returning to the silver screen not because she wants a comeback but because over three decades ago when she was just a girl she created one of the most enduring characters of science fiction history and we still haven't stopped being entranced by her work.
She's being pressured intra-industry to slim down and it makes me so upset and sick that I can barely bear to think about it.
More Wishful Drinking: "I’d been feeling overwhelmed and pretty defeated. I didn’t necessarily feel like dying—but I’d been feeling a lot like not being alive. The second reason I decided to get ECT is that I was depressed. Profoundly depressed. Part of this could be attributed to my mood disorder, which was, no doubt, probably the source of the emotional intensity. That’s what can take simple sadness and turn it into sadness squared. It’s what revs up the motor of misery, guns the engine of an unpleasant experience, filling it with rocket fuel and blasting into a place in the stratosphere that is oh-so-near to something like a suicidal tendency—a place where the wish to continue living in this painful place is all but completely absent."
Just. It's shit of sff fandom to repay the gift this woman has given us with more misery fuel.
Here's how Carrie puts it in Wishful Drinking:
"Shortly after I arrived, George gave me this unbelievably idiotic hairstyle, and I’m brought before him like some sacrificial asshole and he says in his little voice, “Well, what do you think of it?” And I say—because I’m terrified I’m going to be fired for being too fat—I say, “I love it.” Yeah, and the check’s in the mail and one size fits all and I’ll only put it in a little bit!
"Because, see, there was this horrible fat thing going on! When I got this great job to end all jobs, which truly I never thought I would get because there were all these other beautiful girls who were up for the part—there was Amy Irving and Jodie Foster; this girl Teri Nunn almost got the part…Oh! and Christopher Walken almost got cast as Han Solo. (Wouldn’t that have been fantastic?) Anyway, when I got this job they told me I had to lose ten pounds. Well, I weighed about 105 at the time, but to be fair, I carried about fifty of those pounds in my face! So you know what a good idea would be? Give me a hairstyle that further widens my already wide face!
"So you see, George Lucas is a sadist. But like any abused child, wearing a metal bikini, chained to a giant slug about to die, I keep coming back for more. Now why, you might ask? Well, (I would answer), let’s face it, George Lucas is a visionary, right? The man has transported audiences the world over and has provided Mark and Harrison and myself with enough fan mail and even a small merry band of stalkers, keeping us entertained for the rest of our unnatural lives—not to mention identities that will follow us to our respective graves like a vague, exotic smell."
Here's some things Carrie Fisher is: the daughter of a thin, petite, beautiful woman who was America's Sweetheart into the bargain. Type II bipolar. Addictive. A chubby girl. They cast a chubby girl as Princess Leia, made her lose ten pounds - and then kept piling and piling it on. Whoever came up with the concept of the slave bikini should be shot. Jesus. We have no compassion for the women in our entertainment.
It's also important to note that Carrie made the choice a long time ago to remove herself from the toxic culture of Hollywood lookism, instead working in media that value her brilliance, her experience, and her honesty. Girlfriend's writing is aces.
At this point Carrie Fisher does not need your lookist bullshit. In fact, I'd argue that it's fucking cruel at this point to slam her about her looks - she's survived Hollywood, drug addiction, ECT therapy, and she's still standing, and to demand more from her on top of that instead of celebrating her for her extant accomplishments is FUCKED. She's returning to the silver screen not because she wants a comeback but because over three decades ago when she was just a girl she created one of the most enduring characters of science fiction history and we still haven't stopped being entranced by her work.
She's being pressured intra-industry to slim down and it makes me so upset and sick that I can barely bear to think about it.
More Wishful Drinking: "I’d been feeling overwhelmed and pretty defeated. I didn’t necessarily feel like dying—but I’d been feeling a lot like not being alive. The second reason I decided to get ECT is that I was depressed. Profoundly depressed. Part of this could be attributed to my mood disorder, which was, no doubt, probably the source of the emotional intensity. That’s what can take simple sadness and turn it into sadness squared. It’s what revs up the motor of misery, guns the engine of an unpleasant experience, filling it with rocket fuel and blasting into a place in the stratosphere that is oh-so-near to something like a suicidal tendency—a place where the wish to continue living in this painful place is all but completely absent."
Just. It's shit of sff fandom to repay the gift this woman has given us with more misery fuel.