"A nasty man like me coming and spoiling all your fun": Forced-Masc Fantasies in Daphne du Maurier
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Previously: Forced-masc fantasies in Georgette Heyer. The particular cruelty of Rebecca’s forced-masc fantasies focus on defaults; unless someone is the most extremely woman person to ever live, they’re rounded down to a sort of malfunctioning boy and stashed in an attic somewhere. The premise is something like this:
Real talk: I thought the protagonist of Rebecca *was* a man until pretty much the marriage proposal. My reading comprehension was not that bad, and now I feel vindicated.
du Marnier, too? I was not ready for this—I'm still _reeling_ from learning that Katharine Hepburn may have been a closeted transmasc (I have no idea if this is true—I saw it in a Tumblr post of unclear attribution and veracity—but I want it to be true more than anything else). This is simply far too many feelings for this early in the day.
Real talk: I thought the protagonist of Rebecca *was* a man until pretty much the marriage proposal. My reading comprehension was not that bad, and now I feel vindicated.
“I-Should-Have-Been-A-Man-derley.”
*chef's kiss*
du Marnier, too? I was not ready for this—I'm still _reeling_ from learning that Katharine Hepburn may have been a closeted transmasc (I have no idea if this is true—I saw it in a Tumblr post of unclear attribution and veracity—but I want it to be true more than anything else). This is simply far too many feelings for this early in the day.