JG observes the likelihood that one day, the 90-pound ninja princess will be seen as painfully dated too:
Last night I was catching up on my DVR and I watched The Misfits (1961) with Marilyn Monroe and Clark Gable. So, I’m watching Marilyn with her 1950’s pointy-bra mams, her tiny waist, her fertile hips, her squeezable booty, her small feet, her delicate jaw line, and her high-pitched, almost musical uber-feminine voice, and for some reason I had the following thought:
If she suddenly started doing kung fu and beating the crap out of all these cowboys….. that would be absolutely f***ing retarded.
Fortunately, that didn’t happen. Nonetheless, I’ve come to the conclusion that in 60+ years, IF we still have the technology to enable things like films, DVRs and TV, people will look at all those action flicks from this decade starring Scarlett Johansson and laugh in much the same way we laugh at “guy in a rubber suit” monster movies from the 1950s.
It’s not hard to imagine the utterly retarded nature of our entertainment will one day be seen as the absurdist Whedon years. Joss Whedon will probably be viewed as a crazy neo-Dadaist clown famous for his over-the-top equalitarian lunacies.