One of the comments on this video is that Rebecca Gates looks a lot like Scully from the X-Files. As it happens, I’ve been thinking a lot about Scully these days—and only partially because of the new X-Files movie. I’ve decided that my obsession with Scully in the 90s was a particular form of the diva-worship that gays throughout the ages have practiced. I propose that Scully was the ideal diva for nerdy gays.
Just to clarify what I mean by diva-worship: I have in mind the old-school gays and their endless references to the bitchy grand dames from movies I’ve never heard of and the young gays with their disposable, interchangeable dance-pop divas. During the height of my Scully obsession I used to literally dream I was her: one of my recurring dream motifs was that I was agent Scully running around dark hallways in pursuit of aliens. Isn’t dreaming you are a particular woman diva-worship taken to its logical extreme (at least on the subconscious level)?
Who is my pick for the current diva of the nerdy gays? Juliet from Lost, totally. Just like Scully, she is a scientist. Just like Scully, she is a little wiser than the men around her. And Juliet is even more of a bad-ass than Scully! I can’t get enough of her beating up the whinny, flip-flopping Kate. And she is way to good for Jack and all his controlling, secretive crap. She might have ended the season still stuck on the island, but at least she was treated to a shirtless Sawyer washing up on the beach just in time to share her bottle of Dharma-brand rum.
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