Jessica Jones

Is it that I haven't written about any memorable films or TV shows lately, or nothing has truly resonated with me in quite some time? Can’t recall. Which adequately answers my question. Nothing to write home about.

And then Jessica Jones happened. Did you ever experience the moment of some movie, show, piece of design, or art haunting you, demanding you see it? Stalking you, as it just needs to be consumed? At the exact time you need to learn something?

It happens to me often.

Jessica Jones, a new Original Netflix Marvel series was haunting me for days on end - “See me, click me!” I was trying not to; my life is overloaded these days. Starting a new series takes a huge chunk of me, I don't do moderation well. But the graphics were so beautifully done, it's those graphics that have swallowed me in. This was so fitting, you know one of those rare moments when everything just falls right where it’s supposed to? It was just that. And the face of Krysten Ritter, that face, I gave in.

This must be how boys feel when they watch about 98% of the entertainment made for them. Blown away by it. The plot is just my cup of tea. A real, trash-talking female hero; flawed, vulnerable, complex, relatable, and nonapologetic. Jessica is a superhero that we don't usually see on-screen; the show takes on sexism, being a woman in a digital society, Jessica has depth usually reserved for male characters and superheroes.

The show is deeply feminist. Its depiction of sex is liberating, realistic, and empowering for women. We can have sex, only sex, we can initiate it, and we can stop it. The villain in Jessica Jones series is not a who, but a what - a male entitlement.

The chemistry between Luke Cage and Jessica is something else. Palpable. Lust that transforms into something more, a novelty from the usual meet and greet that slowly turns into sex. Longing looks, brushing in passing, a sight of one elbow, maybe an inch of a butt, love consumed, and when there’s supposed to be a climax (not theirs, but the viewer’s), bang, done, let’s roll the credits.

Boring.

Jessica Jones avoids all signs of the usual lame heroine crap, she shows the female characters, too, can be developed with depth, and complexity. It gave me chills. I repeat; this must be how men feel all the time, watching most of the television. Let them have it. I have Jessica.

Watch for Dr. Who's mind-blowingly talented David Tennant as Kilgrave (those frigging Brit actors, are they even human), and watch for the hotness that is Luke Cage and the vibe he has with her.

I appreciate the way the writers reversed the romance here. You see someone. You meet them. You don’t really give a crap. Then you have great hard-ass sex. And more sex. And it’s great. And it’s the little things. Then you start caring. And then it’s the bigger things. And then it becomes a thing.

Trying not to care to end up caring. Isn't that an epitome of romance?

Watch. Steal. Share. Indulge. Thoughts?

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