I’ve been a sci-fi fan since I was young — mainly TV and books, but also to some extent movies. However, I’m also a female with a strong sense of female competence and a huge resistance to stereotyped roles and expectations.
I think I was in my mid-twenties when I saw the movie Logan’s Run, and it put me off sci-fi for ages afterwards. There were two reasons: male and female escape from the city, cross country, crest a hill and see something neither have seen before (another city). She looks up at him and says in girlie, frightened voice “What is it?”. He looks down at her and answers in his assuring, manly voice: “I don’t know.” Good grief! Not long before (or after) that she, of course, sprains her ankle while running. For heavens sake!
This whole woman-sprains-ankle-while-running cliche is sooooo tired and pathetic. I wish plot writers would get a grip and discover that women can walk and run without falling over themselves.
It’s Friday night, I’m tired and have been watching Season 9 of Stargate SG1 on DVD. The epsiode The Scourge is pretty silly, but at least reasonably humorous. But why does the female diplomat have to stumble and twist her ankle while the group are on the run?
The redeeming feature was that it was one of the male diplomats who became hysterical.