But I'll admit that this coincided pretty closely with the point where I realized he was a kind of weird about women, too. There's a whole thing in Homebody about a woman who seems perfectly nice and normal until you find out she wasn't happy being a mother and the horrible secret tied in with this. It's just a bit weird, and there are other things. Anyway, I drifted away from his writing for a few reasons like this.
But am I going to see the movie? I'm not convinced I would anyway--the book is really almost too perfect to mess with in my mind. But of course, there's the bigger issue of "supporting" the author. It's all kind of nebulous--what percent of my ticket price does he get? And is attending the movie really supporting an agenda that does not relate directly to the movie itself?
I don't think anyone can deny that bad people can create good art--it's not even surprising, since in this context "bad" is a moral judgment and "good" is at least partly an aesthetic one. But how do I feel about appreciating it? Here's someone who's thought a bit about it in this context, with some advice for the range of options between ignoring it an boycotting it.
But I think I like this link better. I can imagine feeling different; I can imagine wanting to see the movie badly enough to make the decision to go. But I just don't think I do. Right now, the name Orson Scott Card makes me cringe a bit, and while it might not make much real world difference, I'm not going to fight the psychological ick factor for this one.
That is to say, I'm going with my gut. Or rather, with my gut, I'm staying home.
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