Indigo De Souza
At the beginning of the first cars movie, a pair of lightning mcqueen superfan miatas flash their headlights at lightning. When they do this, the implication is that they are flashing their tits at mcqueen, a joke aimed at the adults watching the movie with their children. While the moment is brief and no more than a throwaway gag, it provokes many questions for me inregaurds to gender and sexuality in the cars universe. It is scandalous for these cars to show their headlights, to choose immodesty blatantly. For many of the other cars, however, their headlights are always out, and their blatant immodesty is normal and expected. These cars with no covering for their headlights are allowed to be immodest in a way a car through no fault of their own cannot. By the nature of their birth, blinky light cars are forced to conform to a set of morals and modesty that those around them do not. This makes me think of the difference in treatment of men’s tits versus women’s tits. Men can walk around shirtless all they want with no repercussions. It is normal and expected for men to go full frontal at the beach or pool in a way that would be shocking and illegal for women. If anything, efforts to cover men’s tits will be seen as more immodest and more taboo than it is not to cover them. This matches the cars that do not have blinky headlights in the world of cars. In this logic, cars without winky headlights are men, and those with them are women. Women are expected and forced to coverup their boobs because of their average relative size compared to men and social conditioning that sexualizes women’s tits over men’s. Like the cars with headlights that can be hidden, the fat deposits granted to cis women at birth cause them to be othered by the other halfish of society. Women have more there than men most of the time and are motivated to cover up. If you got DDD boobs you’re gonna to want to support them, and consequently cover them. This natural feature of a person leads to them being naturally drawn to a place of modesty. On the winky eye cars, their natural state draws them towards modesty as, at rest, their headlights are closed. While they might not always want their headlights out, likely women don’t always want their tits out, headlights are still an important bodily function for these cars. Do these cars face oppression for their natural traits like women do in our society? If these cars are driving at night, is there the risk that those around them will be distracted by the usage of a stigmatized and sexualized part the same way we stigmatize breastfeeding mothers?
an angle just gained her wings 💕💕(i cut my bangs)
in cars 2, mater tells the story of him accidentally taking the battery out of his friend luigi, the yellow car with the tire store, and then showing him the battery, causing luigi to stall. I chose to interpret this as a metaphor for the end of the two's love affair when mater forced luigi to see the truth of their situation. Luigi and mater were fast friends when they first met, drawn to one another's clear eccentricities. You wouldn't know this, however, based on their relationship in the movies, all thanks to that fateful night years before lightning had started racing and route 66 was still thriving. It was a summer night, warm and starry like any other night off the beautiful route 66. Mater and luigi were just friends to the general town and their conscious thought. In the subconscious, however, the two cars knew what they really were. Lovers, soulmates, individuals bound to each other in every universe, every time line. They knew it from the way their engines raced when they saw each other and the pits in their gas tanks they felt when some lowlife wom*n would flirt with one of them.
"I'm going to fucking kill her" mater thought when he saw the skimpy red porshe flirting with his love- I mean friend the other day. As the pair drive out to the cattle field together, mater smiles, thinking of the porche's screams as she was taken away by his alien friends.
"its ahh beautiful ahh night mator mama mia." luigi says, turning away to hide the blush that creeps across his face from saying "beautiful" and "mator" in the same sentence. He doesn't know why this happens or why his engine always starts to rev when he sees that not yet rusty towtruck.
"It sure is luigi. Hey, want some of fillmore's stuff? its crazy man" mator offers to luigi. they proceed to get high as fuck.
"this is ahh good ahh shitehh mator" luigi says italianly.
"yeah dude"mator coughs out, no longer wanting to talk because the typing Italian tutorial sucks. They gaze into each others windshields for the moment, frozen in place. The two slowly lean in, entranced by the moment, stopping as their lip bumper things bump in the middle. The kiss is brief but enrapturing and the two are on each other in an instant. The scene is passionate and confusing as the cars wrestle in the grass surrounded by tractors. Then, as suddenly as it started, it was over. Mator was willing to accept what they had, who they were, but luigi wasn't. His love was drawn out by mator in that moment like a hook catching a battery, and was shown to him in the beautiful eyes of his lover. He couldn't take it, couldn't handle watching his true self be exposed like this and he frozen so to speak, throwing mator off in to the tall grass. He raced back to town as fast as he could, unable to face his love. Mator was left there in the grass, stunned and stoned. The only thing that moved him from his place was the sound of a tractor, tipping with a loud "HONKKKKKK".
fellas is it gay to make her a pinterest board with over 400 pins through which I grieve the loss of her?
they should invent a job that hires me
self reflection is so therapy coded meaning it’s so Hannibal coded
crazy how I’m so deep that I’ll see anything with antlers and think “that’s so Hannibal-coded” when it is literally. An elk. from nature
I genuinely love what you've written like the points you are making are so good and so well worded. The way the male race cars like McQueen have fake headlights reminds me of how actors in superhero movies train. The bodies of the actors are there not for function but for appearance. I think about Chris Pratt, for example, and how his body changed from before Guardians of the Galaxy and after. Before, Pratt was heavier and very visibly not in shape. His body was presented as a joke and not something to be ogled at, something that was not masculine. Pratt changed for the movie, losing weight and becoming very muscular. This change in body changed the public's perception of him, taking him from softy and loveable guy to hot(and then to gross). Muscularity is tied to masculinity as it indicates strength and capability, two traits stereotypically tied to men. The body that Pratt built was for a movie, for his appearance, not for function, and the body was used for appearance. Pratt did not have to use his body like the public that supports his career does but like his fellow rich actor peers. Headlights are a functional feature, so having good, functional headlights would likely be seen as a masculine feature. For a car that is so focused on press and his physical presentation, it would make sense for McQueen to have the appearance of headlights.
I also absolutely love your take on female headlights and how women are encouraged to cover them up. Career women cover up because they need to in a male-dominated world. Flo needs all the respect she can get as a female small business owner in a dying town, and Kori needs as much respect as she can get as a woman working in a male-dominated and oriented industry. If Flo and Kori can get more respect from their male peers by covering up stigmatized feminine traits, then they will. Sally, oppositely, is free from these pressures as she's left behind her career days and she does not have to cover up. The way they are necessary bodily features of these cars means nothing to the broader society, and the only escape that can be granted is by leaving it. The unfortunate downside is that Cars is a movie made by men in 2006, and the patriarchy will impact these cars no matter where they go.
overall i love your analysis it is like the perfect elaboration of what I was trying to say but I just got way to in my own head
I just wrote a 3-4 ish page essay on Pixar cars and their headlights/tits what do I do with this
quote this regularly no one gets it
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i have a new passion in life and that is making interest collages of ships if you have a ship you want made into a collage reach out to me please!!
I lose more and more of my grip on reality and my identity daily<3
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