Objective: I would like to make a 15-20 minute documentary about stereotypes and how they are perceived in Hollywood specifically comedic writing.
- Videos of interviews
- Editing Software (I have Adobe Premiere)
- I also plan to make an organized storyboard of the documentary
- Videos, books, magazines, Web info pertaining to topic for documentary discussion
Inspiration: My inspiration for this project is my love for film and creative writing. Sometimes I think comedians, writers, and directors aren’t given enough credit. I imagine some of them may do more than just think of a stereotype and make fun of it. I want to research the how and what they research to make their work.
In terms of people who would be involved, I want to interview fans of comedy and stereotypical shows. I’d like to share this information and get their take on it. If what I think is true, I imagine many fans would be surprised (I plan to be!)
The questions that would be asked would first pertain to their common knowledge of stereotypes. Then the questions for these interviews would concentrate into the video interviews (and other info) I find of comedians and figures in Hollywood.
I am very excited to go about this project in a creative way. I believe it will allow me to educate myself and others on stereotypes, and also allow me to express what I have learned in a challenging yet creative way.
So. A lot of people’re interested in the fucked up (racial) politics of language, I’m gonna say. I fielded a lot of commentary bout what we need to and should start doing bout language discrimination not just in school but in the “real world,” and how we can better help students under our tutelage whose languages don’t reflect the standard language. BTW: a lot of awesome folks put me onto some dope ass reads y’all in class might appreciate; and: w/ Dr. Z’s permission, there’s a high school class in Vermont who’d like to talk to us.
That aside: b e a u tiful campus, U of T Austin; Kean got nothin on U of T Austin, no question. And best believe Tier 1 like them worth and got the funds for all kinds of fine ass roundtables.
Here go one of the reads, a David Foster Wallace (god rest his soul) one.
Feel like a second post is in order, or due. And neither because we or just I have to, either. (Also. my bad for the delay; was outta town a few days, representin Kean one time at U of TX Austin; had so much fun. Here a highlight; this The Texas Trio. Y’all can also check my favorites for more.)
Now: best believe the adulation dishes thus served last class got Your Boy feelin like a candelabrum. That and yum. Who got an extinguisher, because I’m on fire. Or even just a snuffer. Unless I’m flambé. Then who got a ramekin? For that use an ovenmitt, unless it’s an ovenglove, if they’re even compound words like that. That is, if I don’t have that all wrong, I mean.
Basically, I’m never really lookin like that for unsolicited feedback like that, really, so (unless it’s “but,” as in “I’m never really lookin like that for unsolicited feedback like that, really, but“) I am touched, in that I am capable to feel in my capacity to feel such a thing with the one of my five senses, by the canicular current sent my way. Snuggies got nothing on this. Nor do affectionate-ass significant others. Go to anywhere in the Southern Hemisphere and still you won’t find a sunkist of this verisimilitude or caliber. Unless there should be a comma. Like, it should be “verisimilitude, or caliber,” I mean. Forget it.
So. You get it that my heart is swollen then? Superb then. Word then. You’re either gonna call me a cardiologist now or it’s on to the next one then. Very well then–the next one then.
Mariella: I didn’t quite get from you what I was digging for in class, with my circumventing behind. So Imma say it plain right now for you, if you can catch what I’m pitchin. What I was and am still curious about is what, if anything, you are doing exactly to mitigate assumptions folks have of you without even knowing you? and: how much of you is wittingly or unwittingly informing others’ assumptions about you and yours? and: is it important, do you think, for peeps to wear they “ethnicity” like that for others to recognize? or: is what you’re saying that folks just should not make assumptions at all bout who and what others are, identify with? I’m asking because I feel like mad folks already got it twisted in they heads, this stuff. Like, you’re not black enough–or in your case, Filipino enough–if you’re not doing and/or saying x, y, and z. How much of what you do is demonstratively or performatively Filipino? And if nothing, are assumptions valid, in that people’re just going to assume on autopilot, just because? I’m curious is all. And don’t get me wrong, because performance isn’t everything. Case in point is the ent. industry. A lot of what I see out here as acting ethnic is really just stereotype, I feel like. It’s that because we take an external approach to ethnography. Exteriority works in certain contexts, particularly for this historically disenfranchised, in what I’ve seen at least. We gotta be more etic than emic, unless it’s vice versa. But stereotypes are funny, too. Tragedies can be, too. People crushed under pianos wasn’t funny at one point, but it is now. So is rape apparently. But anyway–they also affirm and reaffirm. Like, if I’m benefiting off the presumed disadvantages of certain groups, fuck that group. They make concrete for people the variableness, or amorphousness, of reality. Ontology. Otherwise: we kinda just have to shutthefuckup, really.
Done got this far and forgot what I wanted to say. Probably wasn’t important, unless it was. We still need to put our class together, isn’t that right? how y’all feel bout pizza tonight?
- Stereotypes --experiences encountered
- The loss of culture when growing up in an environment that is unfamiliar to your own
- My own personal experience of being stripped of my pride
- "Privileged minorities"
[Me]: Depends, are those my only options?
- Speaking Tagalog in my Kindergarten class got me sent to the Principals office along with a phone call to my parents (took away my native tongue)
- Being raised in a predominantly Spanish and black neighborhood I got teased for being Asian. So I put my best efforts into pretending I was Peruvian and denied every part of my heritage until high school. (stripped me of my pride)
- In High School I had trouble making friends anywhere outside of the classroom, I assume my classmates believed in stereotypes since everyone wanted to sit next to me in math classes (Unlucky for them it was my worst subject). And when driver's ed came around my sophomore year, the jokes were endless (apparently Asians have bad driving skills embedded in their genes). (lasting encounters where people have made assumptions of me because of my race)
I find myself in the middle of a world where all people see is black or white and I not completely fitting in anywhere so I sit myself in the grey section. For example, I asked my friends (Filipino-Americans) if they wanted to go protesting with me in NYC over the recent death of Eric Garner. Their responses were not only indifferent but even slightly depressing. They said, "what does that have to do with us", I was so shocked that I wasn't sure how to respond. But then I tried to think about it from their POV, they aren't sociology majors, this isn't what they are debating in classrooms or critically analyzing for homework.
Personally, I think Asian-Americans are minorities held in high regard and even given "privilege" to some extent. We are given higher status in the world of "minorities" and I have several experiences that agree with me. I guess I bring this up because my culture is lost in a "race-mess" that I want to help clear up and bring a better understanding to people. I am vice-president of the Filipino Club on campus (F.U.N.K) and I hope to learn and set straight these problems so I can pass my knowledge onto my members.
I completely understand, race may have a large role in cases like this but so does your political standing. To clarify, my problem comes with the status that Asian-Americans are placed in. "Model minorities" but still minorities i'm lost in the cross-fire. And although it does not cover the full extent to my reasoning, to answer the aforementioned question of why I wanted to protest is because I stand against any injustice or prejudice that is committed especially involving race.
Because I was not a Socialist.
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Because I was not a Jew.