By Eric Blauer
I am a Syfy geek and a huge fan of the Star Wars series (yes, even the other ones) and I have been enjoying all ‘The Force Awakens’ mania except for one thing. It might be just me but I have loved hearing from the old cast except for one issue that Carrie Fisher has thread throughout her interviews. I find her body and age comments border on self-shaming even though they have been propped up as self-depreciating comedy.
Carrie Fisher Dishes on Return to ‘Star Wars’
Carrie Fisher on Ellen:
At first, I found myself laughing and then after a few piled up, I started wishing she would stop apologizing about her age and looks.
“Years of living longer makes you look worse…who knew about that?,” Carrie Fisher
It’s weird how our culture is so fascinated with ‘Then and Now’ photos (Star Wars characters Then and Now
). We have a love hate relationship with age. There’s so much judgment thrown at a reality that all of us undergo. We verbally punish people, especially women actors, who don’t look the same in a Jabba the Hut slave bikini now that they are a grandma. It’s ridiculous and just adds to the already chronic problems of self-hate and body-loathing that is at the root of so many society ills.
The Bible highlights that beauty is far more than external attractiveness but is a full grown bloom of a life well lived from the inside out.
“Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last; but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised. Reward her for all she has done. Let her deeds publicly declare her praise,” Proverbs 31:30-31
I hope Carrie Fisher is at peace with herself and can champion the gift of being part of a iconic story instead of using it to feel bad about herself. There is nothing wrong with beauty, just the misrepresentation of what it truly is, the real truth is that a beautiful woman is made, not born.
I am Frederick Christian Blauer IV, but I go by Eric, it sounds less like a megalomaniac but still hints at my Scandinavian destiny of coastal conquest and ultimate rule. I have accumulated a fair number of titles: son, brother, husband, father, pastor, writer, artist and a few other more colorful titles by my fanged fans. I am a lover of story be it heard, read or watched in all beauty, gory or glory. I write and speak as an exorcist or poltergeist, splashing holy water, spilling wine and breaking bread between the apocalypse and a sleeping baby. I am possessed by too many words and they get driven out like wild pigs and into the waters of my blog at www.fcb4.tumblr.com. I work as a pastor at Jacob’s Well Church (www.jacobswellspokane.com) across the tracks on ‘that’ side of town. I follow Christ in East Central Spokane among saints, sinners, angels, demons, crime, condoms, chaos, beauty, goodness and powerful weakness. I have more questions than answers, grey hairs than brown, fat than muscle, fire than fireplace and experience more love from my wife, family and friends than a man should be blessed with in one lifetime.