What I Watched, Heard, and Felt To Get Through 2017
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There really was no escaping the shit avalanche that was 2017. The douche canoe filled raging rapids of terror and bigotry rained down hard and unrelenting. Sometimes the only way to get some relief was to lose yourself in something–your art, your love, your work. Your Real Housewives. This is the media that got me through the year of our continuous shit 2017.
The gorgeous last season of The Leftovers allowed for mourning and aching and closure without answers. The writers earned our trust and did not fail us, making it maybe not a soft place to land, but a place to land all the same. And I would follow Justin Theroux and Carrie Coon anywhere.
I watched both seasons of Insecure within this calendar year and it is beautiful and true and I can’t wait for more from Issa Rae. (Like this single camera comedy about a Black bisexual man, premiere TBD but it is on its way.)
As much comedy as possible. Superstore, The Good Place, Santa Clarita Diet, Great News, The Mayor, a LOT of The Office. Brooklyn Nine-Nine forever. The 99th and 100th episodes just aired and I’ve watched them both again and again and so on and so forth infinitum. Sometimes the places we can go for laughter are not the same as the places that make us feel safe or welcome–Brooklyn Nine-Nine joins the short list (along with Crazy Ex-Girlfriend) of comedies that are explicitly bi-friendly. And New Girl never lets me down. It has always been low-key queer and sporadically high-key queer and always feminist as fuck. I love this bi friendly, woman friendly gem of a show and the many streaming platforms I can find it on.
The first season of The Bold Type was fun, feminist, queer, bi…It was everything I wish I had when I was that age. And it gave me hope.
Kat and Adena of “The Bold Type”
Legion, another show that you can get lost in for the aesthetics alone. Bi actor Aubrey Plaza is exceptional in this.
The one-two combo of Real Housewives on Bravo and the Bitch Sesh podcast. Watching a bunch of people yell at each other over petty shit is so therapeutic to me. As is the way the ladies of Bitch Sesh deep dive into the episodes. Pro tip: if Housewives is your thing round this trio out with Brian Moylan’s recaps at Vulture.
Other podcasts: 2 Dope Queens because I was guaranteed a laugh. Queery with Cameron Esposito (especially the Evan Rachel Wood and Stephanie Beatriz episodes.)
Wonder Woman: She’s here, she’s queer, she’s kicking ass. I’m just going to watch that scene of her running across the battlefield on repeat til the sequel.
Last year as I was waiting for the prior showing of Ghostbusters: Answer the Call to clear, a little kid and their parent came walking out of the theatre. The parent asked their kid if they liked the movie, and the little kid answered in a quiet awe: “I loved it.”
And then all these little girls dressed up like ghostbusters for Halloween 2016 because there were finally lady ghostbusters. And a bunch of us queer ladies got those dynamic heart eyes from the Bugs Bunny cartoons over Holtzmann. And it was so much fun and it feels like a lifetime ago. The sensory memories alone are worth the price of the bluray, which has taken so many spins around my player as I dream of a world where girls can grow up to be anything they want to be and our heroes are delightfully, dependably, indubitably as queer as us.
But we’re not there. Yet. So I let myself feel all the feelings. Sadness, fear, pain, anger. I did what I could to be present in my happiness, in the moment with my family, taken under and above by the love in my life. I want you to know that even if you are lonely and scared you are not alone. I hope you found ways to be kind to yourself this year. I hope you’ll continue these kindnesses in the next.
Wherever you are, I am so glad you are here. <3 SBS