aka Monster Sunday 10.19
I may regret this in the morning, but here goes…
Because reedbraden thought that monsters, magic, andÂ boobs was the topic of my previous post I would like to point out that all three of these things are available in fantasy and scifi, in any combination that you like. I have my own boobs, so I’m not generally on the lookout for boobs in fiction, however. But since it was brought up, I figured I’d look into it for you.
I was not surprised to discover that vampire stories, especially, are rife with female breasts. I found this out simply by searching for “vampire boobs” and “sexy vampires” in Google. Some of the interesting (possibly more interesting for those of you who don’t have your own boobs) things I discovered are:
- The 2004 film, Sexy Adventures of Van Helsing
- Desolate Angels, the illustrations of Greg Louden
- What Makes Vampires Sexy? on Harlequin’s Paranormal Romance blog (yes, this is real!)
I’ve noticed that in recent fiction, vampires have become able to have sex. In the older vamp novels I read, such as Ann Rice’s classics, the vampire feeding frenzy was akin to orgasm and vampires were not able to have intercourse with each other or with humans. That’s changed in recent fictions such as MoonlightÂ and Twilight (hope that’s not a spoiler for anyone).
More interesting (to me anyway, since, as I’ve said, I have my own boobs so I don’t need to obsess about vampire boobs so much, which is not to say that I have never fantasized about vampire boobs), I have also noticed that in recent vampire stories, there is an attempt to create scientific explanations for vampirism based on medicine and genetics.
This isn’t entirely new. The oldest story I’m aware of that uses this technique, rather than supernaturalism, to explain vampires is the 1954 novel, I Am Legend. The Twilight series does the same thing. What seems like magic to unsuspecting humans is explained by science by the vampires. There’s not muchÂ actual science in the books, but the idea that things need to be explained scientifically is prevalent.
Being that it’s me writing, thoughts about vampirism inevitably lead to thoughts about Christianity.
Both magic and a need to rationalize have also become part of Christian fundamentalism over the past few decades. In the late 70s and early 80s, I was involved in what was called the Word of Faith movement. In this flavor of fundyism, we believed that whatever we said would come to pass. That belief came from the Bible verse where Jesus said, “If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed,Â ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place;Â and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.” Many mainstream and fundamentalist groups condemn the Word of Faith movement for being a kind of practical magic. But even though they outwardly reject the doctrine, it seems like most fundy groups have adopted it, perhaps unconsciously. We can even see this type of thinking in George W. Bush’s way of saying only what he wants to be true. It is like the power of positive thinking on steroids.
On the other hand, and ironically at the same time, rationality, or the need to have science back up beliefs, has also become a part of fundamentalism, and this is why places like the Creation MuseumÂ in
Kansas Kentucky and the Institute for Creation Research in California exist. In a way, this need for scientific validation is historically a part of Christianity, and it heeds back to the Catholic church’s beef with Galileo. In another way, this is a new way to look at faith, where mysticism must submit to logic. Although many of the premises on which this new Christian logic is built are faulty, the ideal of building a philosophy on a foundation of science is sound. I often wonder whether this desire can be used to create a form of Christianity (or religion in general) that is not based on belief in the supernatural, but rather on an appreciation for all that is natural.
Well, enough musings for today. As usual, I have more questions than answers. Go enjoy some vampire boobs, sink into philosophical thought, or visit your local church. Whatever floats your boat. Happy Sunday.