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Tuesday, June 20, 2006 'sup. hey I'm gonna write a story for Toro (men's mag) about the maybe semi-resurgence/mini-renaissance of "masculinist" literature and its curious connection to the Internet. Maddox's book The Alphabet of Manliness debuted at #4 on the NYT bestseller list, and that is a pure internet phenomenon. He's got a strong POV. I like his idea of the new "hetrosexual": "In a world where metrosexuals--stylish, well-groomed, and sharply dressed men--have taken the center stage in defining the new masculinity, small pockets of men are starting to emerge, rebelling against the status quo. This new breed of man has rejected a lifestyle of wine tasting, pedicures, and excessive cultural awareness (i.e., any cultural awareness). This newly born response to metrosexuality is gaining momentum like never before, calling back to a day when men proudly wore plaid, ate liver and onions, and smelled like motor oil by choice. This modern man has come to be known simply as: the hetrosexual." "Hetrosexual," that's funny-- only two "es"-- I like that. But I don't know about the plaid, liver onions, and motor oil. As Owen Wilson says to Jackie Chan in Shanghai Noon, "I like your energy but I'm not with you," likewise I like Maddox and Tucker Max's energy though my view of modern masculine man is a little different, I'm thinking more Cary Grant, the type that could wear a tux well and probably COULD crunch a beer can into his eye (Maddox has a little video on his web page of him crunching a beer can into his eye) but chooses not to. I'm with him on the wine tasting, though. Went to a wine tasting hosted by Francis Ford Coppola Winery at the Spoke Club right after the movie "Sideways" came out and man were people ever talking shit at that. The air was thick with pseudo-oenophile bullshit. I stood in line behind one bollocks-talking person after another and you wanted to grab them by the hair and say "move aside, motherfucker, I saw sideways too-- we all saw it, fool!-- so stand aside, I'm thirsty." I mean, don't get me wrong. It was a good movie. But it is responsible for more people talking shit about wine than I think the human mind is even able to comprehend. As numerous as the stars in the sky are the number of people inspired to talk shit about wine by the movie "Sideways".
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