Fleabag. Of course
Apr. 12th, 2019 07:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
circelilyBecause the BBC loves me really, it spared me from the terror of the Brexit cliff edge month by giving me Fleabag season 2. And I jumped into obsession with both feet.
PWB gave Fleabag a terrifyingly similar Jesus Year affair to my own. Except substitute marriage for priesthood for unavailability criteria. Which has shook me into reprising the love as well as the heartbreak, a year compressed into a month. Tears keep springing to my eyes in tandem with a smile to my lips.
And extreme over-identification aside, I'm in awe at the richness of interpretation she's allowed in the sparseness of the 6 episodes. And the intensity. I want to talk about the multiple simultaneous layers of the Hot Priest. I'll start with That confessional scene. Because.
Because I don't understand the accusation of consent issues. And I'm a very loud feminist who with the opinion that anything less enthusiastic than yes, Yes, Now! doesn't count as consent.
Short version: it was the very best kind of mutual seduction. The sort that ramps up with every exchange.
It starts in the cafe, where Fleabag calls out Priest for playing away from God with her and sends him away. This confrontation flips both of them. Fleabag into processing the deaths of the 2 people she loved most, which drives her to the tipping point of rejecting her atheism by praying. The Priest into a drinking binge, losing his paternalist shield by aggressive by acknowledging her sexual desire " Fuck you, saying father like it doesn't turn you on". This and his castration tale, alarms and disarms Fleabag, culminating in their Piglet heart-slap.
He then seeks to find a way inside her head. And she is thrilled he wants to see her, so much that he breaks all sorts of sacred Catholic rules to get her into the confessional, snubbing God in order to know about her. And when she breaks down into complete vulnerability, he gives her his in return. She asks him to tell her what to do, to dominate her, and he obeys. He gives her desire to match her own, right in the heart of his God's most sacred space. When God drops the picture, he realizes just how many ways he's betrayed his vows and just how strong the urge is to leave them behind. And it scares him into abandoning Fleabag then.
PWB gave Fleabag a terrifyingly similar Jesus Year affair to my own. Except substitute marriage for priesthood for unavailability criteria. Which has shook me into reprising the love as well as the heartbreak, a year compressed into a month. Tears keep springing to my eyes in tandem with a smile to my lips.
And extreme over-identification aside, I'm in awe at the richness of interpretation she's allowed in the sparseness of the 6 episodes. And the intensity. I want to talk about the multiple simultaneous layers of the Hot Priest. I'll start with That confessional scene. Because.
Because I don't understand the accusation of consent issues. And I'm a very loud feminist who with the opinion that anything less enthusiastic than yes, Yes, Now! doesn't count as consent.
Short version: it was the very best kind of mutual seduction. The sort that ramps up with every exchange.
It starts in the cafe, where Fleabag calls out Priest for playing away from God with her and sends him away. This confrontation flips both of them. Fleabag into processing the deaths of the 2 people she loved most, which drives her to the tipping point of rejecting her atheism by praying. The Priest into a drinking binge, losing his paternalist shield by aggressive by acknowledging her sexual desire " Fuck you, saying father like it doesn't turn you on". This and his castration tale, alarms and disarms Fleabag, culminating in their Piglet heart-slap.
He then seeks to find a way inside her head. And she is thrilled he wants to see her, so much that he breaks all sorts of sacred Catholic rules to get her into the confessional, snubbing God in order to know about her. And when she breaks down into complete vulnerability, he gives her his in return. She asks him to tell her what to do, to dominate her, and he obeys. He gives her desire to match her own, right in the heart of his God's most sacred space. When God drops the picture, he realizes just how many ways he's betrayed his vows and just how strong the urge is to leave them behind. And it scares him into abandoning Fleabag then.
