Thinking I was clever by waiting until all the eps dropped, I signed up for some commercial-free Hulu so I could watch me some Handmaid’s Tale. That book gave me serious nightmares. It was also the only Atwood I’d read until a coworker suggested that my not having read Oryx and Crake was a goddamn tragedy. Damn, that’s a great series too.
But I digress…
The show is incredible. Elizabeth Moss is incredibly sympathetic as the Everywoman telling her story. Ann Dowd will break your brain as Aunt Lydia, who has an expanded role in this series–one that implies that the area housing survivors is smaller than the book led me to believe. In fact, I thought the book took care NOT to indicate that Gilead was the USA. Now I’ll have to read it again. Of course, I see the value in making it America.
There’s a lot to love about the show, even given the horrific subject matter. My fave thing though, is the music. At first I found it highly jarring that the show would end with modern music. Because the show itself has the look of something long ago–a colony for super oppressed Amish or Quaker people (pardon my ignorance at lumping them together), or something from the most repressive parts of the 1950s.
But that’s the point. This shit didn’t happen in a time before modern communication, or before people understood about gay issues or gender equality.
I wish they hadn’t given Offred a name. The other movie did that too. They called her Kathryn. Here, she’s June.
In other news, my new desk is huge and amazing. Will take some getting used to, since it led to a dramatic reduction in walkway space in the apartment. Maybe some day we’ll get to move out of here.
Anyway, there are six more eps remaining, which means I’ll be paying for Hulu for at least 2 months. Lucky them.Tags: america, tv