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This is a spoiler-free post: Mad Men, the drama series about ad men on Madison Avenue in the early sixties, is probably the most written-about show on the planet right now. So here’s just what you need – another post on the subject. The second season has just kicked off on BBC4 but I finished watching the series this weekend – yet another Saturday night leaves not even a ripple on the surface of my social life.mad-men
Anyway, I found this season so different from the first and so much more enjoyable. A friend of mine says she can’t watch Mad Men because it’s sexist, but I don’t know what to think about that. The early sixties were certainly sexist, but does this make Mad Men sexist? Surely Jane Austen is sexist then too? And how can I like it so much if it’s sexist? I think it’s just a period drama set in a time when women were in the workplace, but certainly not respected there.

There is an episode in this series that made me cry unexpectedly. Nothing particularly sad happened, it was just an accumulation of situations, thoughts and experiences of the women that made me a little despairing. Or maybe it was the fact that I related so much to one woman’s situation in the sixties that made me feel a bit desperate.

The writing behind this show is fantastic – it’s written by Sopranos writer Matthew Weiner – and the insight into the interior lives of characters like Betty (Alpha Male Don Draper’s trophy wife) and Joan (who breaks my heart) is particularly touching. Anyway, I just wanted to send out this love letter and tell anyone who isn’t watching it to switch it on. You won’t be disappointed. You might be depressed. But not disappointed.

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Don "you-can-drape-yourself-all-over-me-any-time-love" Draper

Don

TV rarely gets me all excited, but I’ve just watched the Season 2 Finale of Mad Men and will be glued to it later. Spoiled for choice, this will be followed by Charlie Brooker’s Big Brother Zombie send-up Dead Set, which kicks off tonight on E4. But back to Mad Men. This series has been so much darker than Season 1, with the emphasis on lots of other characters apart from Don Draper, particularly the office women. Peggy has been stamping her slightly frumpy heels against the glass ceiling and Joan Holloway has been shimmying her own way up the ladder with a fiancee in tow who’s a bit of an Albatross. There better be a third series, that’s all I can say.

Saturday Night Live, who’ve been excelling themselves of late with Tina Fey/Sarah Palin sketches bid adieu to Season 2 with ‘Don Draper’s Guide to Picking Up Women’ – it won’t embed, so here’s the clip – total genius. Particularly love the bit with Amy Poehler (“Let’s get me out of this skirt!”) and I’m wondering if doing a scene with smoulder-tastic Don contributed to her going into labour?

WARNING! If you haven’t seen Season 2 of Mad Men, there are spoilers in the comments section below.

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If only Viggo looked like this all the time...

If only Viggo looked like this all the time...

On this lovely Monday morning (it’s July, it’s actually sunny, what gives?), I’m looking for a little help with a definition. I’m not quite sure what to call it, but for now let’s loosely dub it “Man in certain role syndrome”. It all started way back when the first Lord of the Rings film appeared, and there like a vision of rugged, long-haired loveliness was Viggo Mortenson. It’s well over a decade since I had a thing for men with long hair (cringingly circa 17 years old, I considered leather trousers and the wearing of Doc Marten’s to be a prerequisite for going out with someone), so the Viggo-as-Aragorn thing crept up on me. And here’s the thing – I’ve since seen him in A History of Violence and Eastern Promises and I haven’t felt the same attraction. Recently, this has happened again, this time with Jon Hamm, aka Don Draper in Mad Men.

Smoking-is-sexy poster boy Don Draper

Smoking-is-sexy poster boy Don Draper


The excellent TV series (Season Two started last night in the US, download fans!) about the New York advertising scene in late 1950s/early 1960s features Hamm as a suave, quiffed chain-smoking sex God (well, to me anyway). After watching a few episodes, well and truly hooked on him, I sauntered off to IMDB to poke around his profile, something well within the acceptable non-stalkerish realm of fandom. And my heart dropped. There he was, in non-Don Draperish floppy hair and stubble. The illusion was shattered.

So what I want to know is this: Is there a name for this fetish/syndrome/predilection? And does anyone have any other examples they’d like to share? Any guys or queer gals got examples of women?

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