Mahabharat characters and ficlets therein: [1/?]
Draupadi and Krishna
Insp: edits by @walburgablack and numerous edits by @chaanv
It tires her. Being this constant “Instrument of Destiny”. Sometimes, she wishes to escape the grand plans that Divinity expects her to execute, by way of being a pawn.
Getting married to five men, being pledged like a commodity, and being the object of desire for lecherous eyes, Panchaali really has had it all, in all these years.
What next, Krishna?, she asks him.
All she gets is a meaningful silence, and a smile that only she can decipher.
It is all for the greater good, he answers.
His flute takes an identity of its own.
The tune is strange, she wonders.
And sure enough, it is. It seems to juxtapose The Maker and The Destroyer in one. As if were the music to which Shankara would perform his Tandava.
And then, she remembers.
Rudra had materialised in the Sabha the day she was presented there. The rage, her outburst, the disappointment, and of course…
Their silence.
There isn’t much to salvage here, Krishne. The flute seems to answer.
She swears she can feel the crescendo almost foretell the future, the stench of carrion flesh hits her nostrils, almost as tangible as her ears pick the tune of the one who was her likeness in nomenclature.
I shall make my efforts, Panchaali. He seems to read her mind.
Strangely, she doesn’t hope for the prophecy to fail. A fact, He seems to know for a fact.
What else, Krishna?, she breathes.
The familiarity of the smile, and the endnotes of the dirge seem all too corporeal.
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So I watched the first episode of Lucifer today, and it really made me realize the lack of male gaze and objectifying women in Good Omens.
(Disclaimer: I’m not trying to get into arguments with Lucifer fans or say that Good Omens is a better show - I have no opinion on Lucifer as a show. I’m just trying to compare and contrast on this one thing based on one episode).
So, Lucifer lays heavily into the “let’s show he’s the devil by having him surrounded by strippers and sleeping with women all the time.” The camera itself does a lot of sexy shots of women. There’s also a number of plot points that focus on female sexuality (including the male main character teasing the serious female main character, who’s trying to be taken seriously as a detective, for having previously been a nude actress.)
In contrast, Good Omens never feels like it’s sexualizing women. Like, not once. Not even the female characters you might expect it of. Anathema literally has a sex scene, and it still doesn’t feel male gaze-y; the camera doesn’t pan down her body or zoom in on parts. She doesn’t strip her clothes off, and when she puts her clothes back on it’s very matter-of-fact. Madame Tracy is literally a sex worker and you don’t see it on screen.
(It reminds me actually of Mad Max: Fury Road, and how it was notable that even though the plot was centered on sex slaves, there were no depictions of rape on screen, because the audience didn’t need to see it. Seeing that wouldn’t have empowered women. Seeing them escape and screw over the system *was* empowering).
We also don’t see Hell on screen using sex for their schemes. Hastur verbally recounts tempting a priest with lust, but we don’t see it. The absence of any sexual scenes involving Crowley is so notable that the Ineffable Husbands fans are left to wonder if he’s asexual.
Again, I’m not trying to put down Lucifer - it just made me realize how rare (and wonderful) it was to not have a sexualizing male gaze ever-present in Good Omens.
I also want to link this great post about gender presentation in Good Omens, with a great bit at the bottom from Neil Gaiman himself. Thank you, Neil and everyone else who made this show. Thank you so much.
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