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Clip Quote: "Until the talented Bradshaw is better able to grasp the complexities of married life, she would be better advised to explore the vow of silence!"
About this clip: The New Yorker lampoons Ms. Bradshaw worse than Michiko Kakutani, spoiling her mood right in the morning at the breakfast in the terrace! Samantha Jones stands up for her best friend, Carrie and asks The New Yorker critic to be better advised to go fu*k himself! The girls discuss how they have been subalternized and their voice threatens men globally, from New York City to the New Middle East. Carrie, fulminating at the vitriolic, takes umbrage at Charlotte's innocent reminder of Carrie's marital failure of Big wanting two days off the marriage a week and leaves in a huff even as Charlotte reminds her of dinner reservations at 8.
Carrie's character has been berated by the general public as frivolous, inter-alia, because she is all too female. Inside the show, her writing is vociferously critiqued as frivolous by Russian's friends in NYC quite implicitly through social glances and visual interactions. It may be said that the collective conscious of the general viewers hasn't managed to purge itself of the dross of similar old-worldly thinking like scientific literature is superior to popular literature and that as 1887 biologist George Romanes had derogatorily remarked that women's "grey matter or cortex" was "shallower than that of male", advancing this pejorative, negative and demeaning cultural stereotype on neurological bases. To liberally quote from A Room of One's Own:
"But though this is possible now, such opinions coming from the lips of
important people must have been formidable enough even fifty years ago.
Let us suppose that a father from the highest motives did not wish his
daughter to leave home and become writer, painter or scholar. 'See what
Mr Oscar Browning says,' he would say; and there so was not only Mr
Oscar Browning; there was the SATURDAY REVIEW; there was Mr Greg--the
'essentials of a woman's being', said Mr Greg emphatically, 'are that
THEY ARE SUPPORTED BY, AND THEY MINISTER TO, MEN'--there was an enormous
body of masculine opinion to the effect that nothing could be expected
of women intellectually. Even if her father did not read out loud these
opinions, any girl could read them for herself; and the reading, even in
the nineteenth century, must have lowered her vitality, and told
profoundly upon her work. There would always have been that
assertion--you cannot do this, you are incapable of doing that--to
protest against, to overcome. Probably for a novelist this germ is no
longer of much effect; for there have been women novelists of merit. But
for painters it must still have some sting in it; and for musicians, I
imagine, is even now active and poisonous in the extreme. The woman
composer stands where the actress stood in the time of Shakespeare. Nick
Greene, I thought, remembering the story I had made about Shakespeare's
sister, said that a woman acting put him in mind of a dog dancing.
Johnson repeated the phrase two hundred years later of women preaching.
And here, I said, opening a book about music, we have the very words
used again in this year of grace, 1928, of women who try to write music.
'Of Mlle. Germaine Tailleferre one can only repeat Dr Johnson's dictum
concerning, a woman preacher, transposed into terms of music. "Sir, a
woman's composing is like a dog's walking on his hind legs. It is not
done well, but you are surprised to find it done at all."' [* A SURVEY OF
CONTEMPORARY MUSIC, Cecil Gray, P. 246.] So accurately does history
repeat itself."
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