I get to enjoy this show in an ideal format: in a big old house, with no distractions all day, on a variety of screens, with alcohol if I need it and homemade steak and potato pies for breaks. To be able to start with coffee and toast and watch the whole series today is like a festival, and to get to do it at home in my Ugg boots and sweats is amazing. Thanks, Netflix.
Having Supergirl and now Jessica Jones available as role models for modern women is a revolutionary feat for television. They're bookends: Supergirl is a kind, unspoiled alien super-oatmeal raisin cookie and Jessica Jones is an Earth-born mutant with similar powers who's been broken and tortured and wounded by a sadist.
I loved Daredevil, though I think it's so much more vital to have JJ's fears and motives based on anguish over her past that still haunts and threatens her: I couldn't help thinking that this heroine is every woman in the world who's ever experienced psychological or physical abuse and is hurt, vulnerable, and even a little sarcastic and calloused about it.
Daredevil fights to save his image of Hell's Kitchen, which is in pretty good shape today though he still fights for it, but Jessica's blows are all motivated by protection of the vulnerable and damage she carries with her inside forever.
She's Ophelia from Hamlet, only she chose not to kill herself, was empowered with superpowers, drinks a lot and participates in casual sex as a PI. Because she's still got her wounds.
I was dubious if I would like the added psychological dark material in this show since for most of the history of TV and film, sex and violence are used for shock and sensation. It's an exciting time we live in when creative minds can include nudity, sexuality, and violence which tug at our heart strings the way these things do in real life, rather than just being titillation. For every pair of exposed breasts on screen there is a heartbroken father whose princess is gone.
But the violence here really chops wood for the story: it's felt violence, not just well-choreographed MMA workouts, which even Daredevil is at times. No fists or lasers can carry the emotional impact a well- portrayed pair of eyes or lips can. Joss' "Avengers" brought humanity and authentic feelings to the characters so we cared and enjoyed their banter. It's why they haven't made, in my mind, a good Superman film nor a believable Batman yet: their humanity is always still in check behind masks of Superness or Bat Brooding.
The rough pounding sex scene in the pilot, for example, seems like as reasonable, though unhealthy, a choice for her as pouring bourbon into her water bottle to go to work as PI: the deep-tissue pummeling that numbs some of the hurt. They're both terrible choices for a hurt girl, but not many of us would say we wouldn't consider them temporarily for soothing deep emotional wounds.
I do think one vestige of noir they chose to keep out was good: cigarettes. I barely know a noir without smoke, and I don't think the comics used them either, but it's a good idea to keep them out for their influence on young women. I bet Jim Beam is glad they have product placement in the pilot, and I bet bourbon sales will skyrocket this weekend.
Lastly, I have to get on board with using women as title characters in a variety of superhero forms--Agent Carter, Supergirl, and this show, because, like Ingmar Bergman found out in his gorgeous films, it's a lot more fun to watch a woman on film than to watch a male actor, especially when we've seen so few of them. A female noir heroine is so much more nuanced and layered with weapons and vulnerabilities than we ever saw from male noir heroes, though I've often thought one reason we loved Bogart was that we could sense the pain he carried.
The scene where Jessica carries out a bit of PI business with a laptop while sitting on her toilet wasn't a choice Lucille Ball or Mary Tyler Moore had, or the Bionic Woman, or any character from Tolstoy or Shakespeare. But you know if Tolstoy or Shakespeare knew they could write those scenes in, they would, to bring verisimilitude to what women really are.
Congratulations, Marvel and Netflix. I hope you make a gazillion dollars on all your shows and last forever because you deserve it. But this one, so far, is the best series I've seen. I rarely cry at TV shows but the emotional impact of the ending of the pilot with the girl and her family was so well-constructed and emotionally justified, though manipulative, that I just collapsed. Because it did what good Drama has always done: given us authentic emotion we earn together.
Good work. We might just be making television that's actually Art and not just entertainment.
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