An Interesting Quote, And Musings

(NOTE: Based on time elapsed since the posting of this entry, the BS-o-meter calculates this is 16.884% likely to be something that Ferrett now regrets.)

Here’s a quote I’ve run across that strikes me as interesting:

You know, I think I understand what you’re like now. You’re very beautiful and you think men are only interested in you because you’re beautiful, but you want them to be interested in you because you’re you. The problem is, aside from all that beauty, you’re not very interesting. You’re rude, you’re hostile, you’re sullen, you’re withdrawn. I know you want someone to look past all that at the real person underneath but the only reason anyone would bother to look past all that is because you’re beautful. Ironic, isn’t it? In an odd way you’re your own problem.

That’s from the 1994 movie Wolf, which appears to be one of those films that managed to be terrible despite a stellar cast.  And it’s troublesome because the original line is spoken by Jack Nicholson, doubtlessly with all of his usual hyper-masculine, oh-you-wimmen, raised-eyebrows intonation, which adds a spiteful flavor I’m not thrilled with.  When I first read it, I imagined it spoken by a young Dustin Hoffman – earnest, perhaps a little sad.
As a general thing, I don’t entirely agree with it (though I have known women like this), but it is resonant with something I’ve seen that damages a lot of beautiful women: they get so used to men coming after them in every shape and form, glomming onto their every interest with an eager “Oh, I love to do that!” that they become blase.  At some point, expressing enthusiasm becomes a hazard to them, because horny dicks will use this to try to surf their way in… So they shut down, becoming distrustful of enthusiasm in general, both other people’s and their own.  And they lead their lives oozing a cynical boredom, living behind sunglasses and not particularly interacting.
I dunno.  I’m a big ol’ golden retriever; if I like you, or anything, my tail will be wagging so hard it knocks over your coffee.  Maybe that damped-down life works for them, and that crooked smile they only half-give when something amuses indicates a deep inner life.  But to me, it just strikes me as sad that they have to be aloof just to get by.
Then Frank Zappa comes to mind, as he always does:

Beauty knows no pain
So what you cryin’ about

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