So after some booze and a healthy dose of Quantum of Solace, what better way to remove the thought of
Michael Myers penis from my mind than writing an article on horror film women?
Now before some of you get excited, no this is not an article on "Top 10 Women in horror I would consider scissoring". Even though
Stac and I have had the "If I were a
lesbian" conversation before, that is a post for another time...when we're really drunk.
I'm sure I just pissed off all my
lesbian friends with the above statement.
No, I am talking about the hard heroine. The women who kick ass and take names. You know, bitches. Being a woman, I become delighted when I encounter a
competent female heroine. Now, don't get me wrong. I love old school horror. A woman running through a dark forest armed only with her underwear, and screaming loud enough for every deformed loony with a sharp object to come after her is actually quite hilarious (On the screen that is. In real life it would be a bit disturbing.).
Despite my amusement, it gets tiring after a while. And when a woman comes around that is not in her underwear and armed with a
BFG (or
machete, or her teeth, or what have you) I get excited.
Now before you venture ANY further down this article keep in mind
there will be spoilers! If you have a problem with spoilers, stop reading right now and
go read Stac's article about horror icons she wants to do, again.
Okay....all set?
I'm going to start with the mother of all bad ass angry bitches in my book, Ellen Ripley.
Now I've already made it clear that Ripley is my hero. And I could probably go on and on stating the same things I've said (And everyone else has said) about her. I'll try to be brief. What I found so great about Ripley was she was an average blue collar woman. Yes she knew how to operate a power loader...and yes I do want to own one... but she was not a trained marine. Nor was she a shrinking violet. She was cool, calm, collected, and a professional. And when she DID lose her cool it made perfect sense why she did. Who wouldn't? have you SEEN those things?!
wouldn't YOU want to beat the crap out of Carter Burke too?!
Though most people focus on Ripley in the
Alien series there is one woman who is always over looked. Vasquez.
Now if there is any woman who could probably chew up and spit out Ripley, its this woman here. She tends to get overlooked because she died horrifically and well, she wasn't the
heroine. I also noticed that she is overlooked
because many people consider her "one of the boys" which for me, is pretty damn cool. She blended in rather well. There was no sub plot about how difficult it was to be a woman amongst some much
machismo. Actually, given the group she was with, I felt Vasquez had the biggest balls out of all of them. She may not have been a leader, and she was hot headed, but when it came down to the wire, she was willing to blow herself up for the team. And do it with a funny quip to the guy she though was a douche bag.
Which leads me to Alice.
Alice, sweet Alice. Now I consider the
Resident Evil movies action films not horror. The one that was the closest to horror in my mind was the third one
Resident Evil: Extinction. In fact, I really didn't like Alice much UNTIL
Resident Evil: Extinction. That was when Alice grew into her own as a character. No memory problems like the first one and no...huh...you know, I didn't pay much attention to the second one since I found it a bit dull.
Regardless, Alice became kick ass in the third film. The fighting, the motorcycle,
controlling shit with your mind, and the army of skinny naked clones at the end. Yes, the idea of being charged at by a ton of stick skinny supermodels with
weapons does frighten me. What I liked about the concept of Alice was how the idea of her struck fear in the hearts of the
villains. They wanted her dead because they KNEW she could probably snap their necks with her
thighs.
Moving off the concept of super bad asses, the
competent heroine is another concept I love. One of my favorites is Ana from
Dawn of the Dead the remake.
I found Ana to be one of the stronger females in a horror film. Not only does she experience one of the most insane first 10 minutes of terror at the
beginning of the film she makes it almost through the entire film without losing it. There is a brief moment where she breaks down in private after finally settling at the mall but she never flies off the handle in a fit of hysteria like a certain pregnant Russian woman. That was something I found extremely
relateable about Ana. The fact that she hid her
vulnerability to keep herself in control during such chaos. Not only does Ana become one of the leaders of the small group, she actually
challenges the over
zealous rent-a-guards by telling them to "Get that fucking gun out of my face" and pushing it aside as if he was waving a newspaper at her. I love a girl with
hootzspah! Ana was a good example of a leader. She didn't have to be a gun toting she-hulk to be commanding. She had brains and bravery. When Ana spoke, the masses listened.
Sticking with the zombie genre, anyone remember Selena from 28 Days Later?
Sometimes it kind of hard to remember others when you have a movie containing full frontal
Cillian Murphy in there. I liked Selena the moment she hacked into her partner, Mark seconds after she found out he was bitten. She was a survivor. And while some could argue that Selena grew weaker through out the film I felt she grew even stronger. As the story progressed, Selena realized she actually had something to survive for, and
damn it if she wasn't going to survive kicking and screaming.
What I found so
interesting about Selena is how her character evolved from a heartless surviving machine to someone who has a capability to care for others.
She had a big sister quality that she showed when her and Hannah were being held by the
British soldiers and took care of her group
whether it was with a
machete or with words. When the zombie
Apocalypse comes, I want Selena on my side.
Now for a woman with class. Clarice Starling.
What is so lovely about Clarice is her combo of strength and
vulnerability. A lot of that is credited to Jodi Fosters' pitch perfect
performance in
Silence of the Lambs. While Clarice was obviously a woman in a man's world, she
held her own. She chastises Jack Crawford for treating her like just another woman
in front of the small town police men. She is shaken by what she is seeing in the Buffalo Bill murders but never relents and never gives up. She faces off with Hannibal
Lecter, a man would happily carve your cheeks off for dinner and not only survives but earns his respect.
To end this far too long post I'm going to point out two characters in one of my favorite horror films. I'm sure I'll lose some of my "Street Cred" for naming this as a favorite but
damn it,
Silent Hill scared the crap out of me! It wasn't all terror all the time but the creepy factor was through the roof and the art direction was a thing of grotesque beauty.
Silent Hill is not
without its flaws. The dialog is akin to a student play about motherhood. But this movie had not just one but two strong females in it, Rose and Cybil.
Now you can argue that if Rose wasn't such a
friggin' bone head by taking her daughter to a haunted town with a constant coal fire
burning under it, they wouldn't be in trouble in the first place! But then, if she didn't there would be no story and I wouldn't be writing this about this movie now, would I?
What I liked about Rose was her sheer
stubbornness. Her complete and utter uncompromising decision to rescue her daughter. She was a mom on a mission! And if that
meant dealing with howling coal midgets, roaches with people faces, and of course, Pyramid Head she would meet each one head on. She had her faults. She was shrill and annoying but I admired her tenacity and love of her daughter.
Cybil was another wonderful female. She also had a stubborn streak and didn't put up with Rose's shit. And trust me, there are times when you wanted to give Rose a sound slap in the face. The defining moment for me with Cybil was the scene near the junk yard when that weird, no faced no armed, acid spitting, God knows what thing was came at the two. The moment it looked dangerous, Cybil brought out the gun and open fired. No screaming "OH MY
GOOOOOOD!, no terror, just recoil. And up to her dying breath she was Hell bent on protecting Rose's daughter, even while tied to a ladder and set on fire she was ready to take those cult fuckers on!
I will agree though that no cop has a uniform that tight. Thank God she as a nice ass to pull it off. What a wonderful way to end a mildly
feminist article...with me talking about
Cybil's ass.
I have a ton of other women in my mind for this but these are the ones I felt strongest
writing about. Do you have any you want to share? Lay it on me!
