Controversy in Neverland

There has been an upward trend in Hollywood recently, with studios jumping in on live action remakes of beloved Disney films. Two years ago, we saw Snow White and the Huntsman and Mirror Mirror, and this year Maleficent will make it to the big screen. It’s the same-same but different formula; films taking a classic tale, but twisting it in such a way that challenges our understanding of a children’s fairytale.

The boy in the tights is back! (SOURCE: Dandelion Moms website

The boy in the tights is back! (SOURCE: Dandelion Moms website)

And that’s exactly the case in the latest Warner Bros. project, Pan, to be directed by British filmmaker Joe Wright (Pride and Prejudice, Anna Karenina). Pan is being billed as the Peter Pan origins film, telling the story of an orphan boy who is spirited away to the magical Neverland where he takes on grand adventures that shape him into the hero we know as Peter Pan. It was all good and done. The film is slated for a 2015 release, and initial reactions were positive. Hugh Jackman (X-Men franchise) and Garrett Hedlund (Tron: Legacy) had signed on as Blackbeard and Captain Hook respectively. People were excited. But then it all came crashing down when it was announced Rooney Mara (The Girl with the Dragon TattooHer) had landed the role of Tiger Lily.

Rooney Mara, a white actress, landing the role of Tiger Lily, a Native American character.

Apparently, Warner Bros’ “new take” on Peter Pan involves the whitewashing of people of colour.

This is simply not okay. Casting a Caucasian actress in an Indigenous role is at its core, wrong. For centuries, Indigenous people have faced oppression from settlers and have worked hard to gain respect for their customs and traditions, to try and reestablish their equality, only now to have it, for lack of a better phrase, thrown back in their face. It’s a clear indicator of Hollywood’s obsession with entertainment over authenticity, history, and discrimination.

For once, Warner Bros. Studios had an opportunity to be the bigger person. Native American actors and actresses are alarmingly underrepresented in Hollywood. This was a chance for the studio to elevate a Native American actress to a high-profile, top billing project and gain positive publicity for doing so. Instead, the studio is facing severe backlash from critics and the public, and what started out as a promising profitable box office release could now end up as a box office bomb. In fact, there’s an online petition calling for a recasting of Tiger Lily with over 10,000 signatures already.

It might be argued, “it’s only a movie – a fantasy movie – and filmmakers can do whatever they like…how much harm can this do, really?” A lot, actually. Think about the audience demographic the film is being targeted at – children. Films are a mirror of our society and reflect our changing cultural landscape. How can children stand to learn about the progress of multiracial equality in schools if such education is not repeated in popular culture? Watching this film will simply sends children the message that people of colour and the cultures don’t matter, and that their role models should be white. Ultimately, this will feed into the ever damaging cycle of bullying, body image, and low self-esteem.

Look, I don’t have anything against Rooney Mara. I don’t doubt her talents. In fact, she is one of the industry’s most refined actresses. In Her, she perfectly showcased the entire range of the emotional scale by body language alone. But it is not enough of a reason to justify her in the role of Tiger Lily. By accepting the role, she has symbolically okay-ed the cultural appropriation of Indigenous (and by extension, other ethnic) cultures. Jump ahead to the filming. Think about the sensitivities of a white person dressed in a Native American outfit. It is highly disrespectful. Mara has no understandings of Indigenous cultures and the struggles they faced, and continue to face, by colonisation in wider society. In fact, it is offensive for Mara to even have accepted this role, let alone audition for it.

When pressed for a comment, Warner Bros. wrote “Wright is planning to create a world that [is] very international and multi-racial, effectively challenging audiences’ preconceived notions of Neverland and reimagining the environment.” Sure. So that’s why French actress Adèle Exarchopoulos (Blue is the Warmest Colour) was also in consideration for Tiger Lily. Oh wait, no, she isn’t Native American either! Alright, so maybe what Warner Bros. meant by “international and multi-racial” extends to the lead cast. Maybe by casting a Caucasian in a Native American role, Wright hired a non-Caucasian for a Caucasian role. Nope. It’s an all white lead cast – Jackman, Hedlund, Mara, Amanda Seyfried (Mary), and Levi Miller (Peter Pan).

As the A.V. Club writes, it becomes clear now that Wright’s claim of diversity lies in those actors and actresses who won’t be billed above the title. That is, all the “multi-racial” cast members have been relegated to supporting roles, not stars. I’m not sure what dictionaries Warner Bros. and Wright have in their collection, but “diversity” in my books is the even representation of all persons across all positions in play.

If one was going to “challenge [the] preconceived notions of Neverland” by having Tiger Lily represented as a Caucasian race, it would only be fair to completely reverse the representation by having the normally Caucasian characters played by actors of colour. Only then would this film have some hint of balance, and actually challenge our preconceived notions of Neverland. Because right now, Pan is proving to be far from spectacular.

We need to take a moment to remember that this is 2014. Why are are studios like Warner Bros. using outdated media representations of persons of colour? Why do we still live in a world where Hollywood deems it okay to perpetuate racism, even if in its subtlest forms? Frankly, these are questions we shouldn’t even be asking.

– by Nicole Lam

What’s Up With The Reffing?

My love of the game is strained right now.

It’s no secret that NRL is my game. I love it, live it, breathe it, need it, etc. Corey Parker is my player. The Brisbane Broncos are my team. The Queensland Maroons are my team. The New Zealand Kiwis are my team (even though I find it rather difficult to cheer against Parker).

That's my team. (SOURCE: Brisbane Broncos)

That’s my team. (SOURCE: Brisbane Broncos)

 

So it must be a big deal if I’m getting ticked off with the quality of league that’s been produced recently. The players have been great and the action has been get-off-your-arse intense. So what’s been ruining the game this year? The refereeing. The officiating of the game has created a sour atmosphere in NRL all season and it doesn’t look like it’s getting better after watching some of the rep games this week.

Whenever rep footy is on, I’m always excited to see what’s going on. The action is always hard-hitting and the intensity of the game is at a high – not to mention the changing dynamic of players swapping teammates for rep teams is always an exciting thing to watch. As if it’s following a 2014 conduct, however, the refereeing of these games have been… adequate, to say the least.

Throughout the year, controversies including the Alex McKinnon tackle where officiating from not only the referees but the higher powers themselves wrecked the love of the game, to the Dragons-Storm controversy that does not need any more explaining. Let’s not forget the shocker at the end of last year that cost the North Queensland Cowboys finals footy.

If I may put my two cents into, here are some things that the referees need to improve on if the game is meant to return to its elite state:

Video refereeing, a luxury to be used only when needed
Is it me or do the referees go up to the video refs for, like, no reason? I’ve seen way too many tries scored that are as clear as day successful, yet the referee must’ve sneezed or something because he feels it necessary to go up to the video referee. I’m sorry but if I was one of these video referees who has to go through the trouble of looking through a blatantly obvious try or no try, I’d be pissed off. Almost as pissed off as the fans in the stands and at home who have to endure it.

Rules are there to be enforced
If it was illegal to wear green shoes on a Wednesday, and everyone knew it was illegal to wear green shoes on a Wednesday, why would you therefore allow someone to wear green shoes on a Wednesday when you’re in a position of power? The other day, I noticed a team captain (won’t mention names) swear at a referee in the heat of a debate. Back in the day, that would’ve been like ten in the bin straight away. This team captain got away with it and the game continued like normal. Two words: Umm. What.

The grass is green, you should be able to see that
This has nothing to do with grass, but I feel as if the referees vision are just as bad as the put-on-lack-of-vision of the referees in WWE. I don’t know what an easy solution for this problem is other than to increase your peripheral vision or something. Seriously, refs, something has got to be done about this. Calls like the North Queensland 2013 tragedy should never, ever, ever happen again.

Please, NRL, you are arguably the most loved game in sports in all of Australia. Please don’t ruin that because the officiating is as shotty as a bazooka.

NRL referees. I have four words.

Should’ve Gone to Specsavers.

– by The Black Widow

You Know What Sh!ts Me?: Society Hates Sick People

I write this from my bed, a bed that has become refuge for the last week or so. Half-drunk tea cups and soup bowls accumulate high in the surrounding area, protected by a fence of snotty tissues and Soothers wrappers. And as if this wasn’t bad enough, this hell of chilling and scolding fever, I have to prove to the people around me that I’m legitimately on the brink of death.

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People get sick, quite often I might add. As far as medicine has come in our existence there is still no cure for the common cold or for the viruses that have caused my tonsillitis. I do not blame the medical or scientific community for this. There are some crappy things that just become part of life and having the flu a couple times a year is one of them. However, society itself does not tolerate this common human affliction.

Why is it that just because I have an assignment due for uni today (which I have completed) and work tomorrow morning that I still feel this guilt for not being able to make it to either of these places? For example, the e-mail I sent to my tutor this morning was a mess of sorrys and reassurances that I will give him a medical certificate. If I am sick, the first priority should be that I get better, not that I have to prove my degree of sickness, but somehow this makes sense: if I’m too sick to leave the house and hand in work at university then I should somehow not be too sick to leave the house to go to the doctors and get a certificate.

I can’t call my boss and simply tell her I can’t come in because I’m sick; instead, I end up saying something along the lines of: “I’m so so so so sorry, I could maybe come in for a couple of hours,” but in my head I’m thinking: “What? I’m sick, I need rest, why am I saying these things?”

I understand that being sick inconveniences a lot of people; my boss will have to find somebody else to work and my tutor will have to wait to grade my assessment, but if we all know that this happens to everyone quite regularly than there should be allowances and backup plans made. Above all we shouldn’t be made to feel this insane guilt when we’re already feeling intense sickness.

I should mention that I’m really jaded about this topic because at one time in my life being sick nearly cost me my job. I worked at a cafe for a while, and after being there for about a month the boss gave me a raise for my hard work. At this point the boss seemed awesome. A couple months later I get sick and call him to say so, which he then replies with ‘That’s okay, you should come in anyway.’ So I do, and for that week I work as hard as I can, when I only have about 60% of my usual energy and 189% of the mucus. At the end of the week he tells me that he is thinking of firing me because I had been ‘slacking off at work even after I was given a raise.’

A lot of questions arise from this one incident, but the main one for me was: what happened in this man’s life to make him think that making a sick person work would be okay? The answer, I have to assume, is the world we live in. A world where there must be billions of people sick at this very second but they are all being treated like a horse with a broken hoof.

I know this seems like a really big ‘what grinds my gears’ article, but I am very seriously curious to know if anyone feels the same. I understand that these practices are put in place for the whole of society to be more efficient, but on a personal level it seems like such a sacrifice.

 by Josefina Huq

Easily Influenced But Not Easily Persuaded

I’m sure this title is going to confuse most.

Remember back in the day when all of the 90s kids were in their teens and all the fads came along (if you need a reminder of these fads, allow me to redirect you to this). The people that know me the best know that I am particularly unfazed by anything that becomes “cool” in popular culture. When guys grew their fringes out and bought womens skinny jeans from Supre, I had a fro and wore pink t-shirts. When people decided to “drop it” to dubstep music, I took my clothes off to country.

In summary, I have never really been phased by phases.

In saying that, I am putty in certain people’s hands; by certain people, I mean admired celebrities. People think I have adapted my own sense of style and sass but what it really comes down to is how my highly-adored celebrities dressed and behaved. One of my most trademark things to wear is fur, most notably, fluffy leg warmers that you’d usually see at a rave. It wasn’t as if one day I woke up and decided it’d be cool to look like a walking polar bear. Instead, this trend that has turned my wardrobe into a PETA enthusiasts nightmare if the fur was real, was inspired by a seven minute wrestling match at Survivor Series 2005 between Trish Stratus and Melina, the latter of which came out looking fierce and foxy in white fluffy leg warmers.

After seeing this, as if you wouldn't want to wear white fluffy leg warmers.

After seeing this, as if you wouldn’t want to wear white fluffy leg warmers. (SOURCE: WWE.com)

One time late last year I thought it’d be a jolly idea to dye my hair red, as in bright OMG MY EYES red. Everybody knows that someone with my skin complexion has a 2% chance of pulling off bright red hair. Why did I chance such a daring move then? Because Eva Marie has red hair, of course. If that woman jumped off a cliff wearing a burlap sack, I would join her and ask if she wanted a glass of water at the same time. One lovely hair dyeing session later with my fabulous hairdresser friend Kallie, and my hair was officially bright red. Some people liked it, some didn’t, and I was on the fence about it. But it didn’t matter, because I was one step closer to Eva Marie.

#allredeverything (SOURCE: Eva Marie Instagram)

#allredeverything (SOURCE: Eva Marie Instagram)

Let’s not even talk about my fascination with split-leg jeans or hot pants matched with Chuck Taylors and ripped punky shirts, because AJ Lee is clearly my inspiration for that.

I imagine I wouldn't look this skinny if I wore this outfit. (SOURCE: WWE.com)

I imagine I wouldn’t look this skinny if I wore this outfit. (SOURCE: WWE.com)

I think this paints one clear picture about the type of person I am – I secretly want to be a WWE Diva. While I am very happy and content with being a man, I wouldn’t say no to being AJ Lee for a day. Oh, and if you’re a fabulous celebrity that specialises in wrestling, country music, Doctor Who or pole dancing, I am pretty much yours.

– by The Black Widow