I entered a writing contest recently, in which the entry form required 30-60 words about me. I had to describe myself in 60 words. Obviously I wouldn’t be able to belt out a full biography, so I decided to keep it whimsical* and, hopefully, humourous.
In the first sentence I declare that I spend my time daydreaming, writing, and talking to trees. The second phrase relays my opinion that “…all men should be able to ride a horse at full gallop whilst shooting flaming arrows.”
As a member of the heterosexual female population, I’d like to say that men able to ride a horse at full gallop while shooting flaming arrows is perhaps the most attractive category of man there is. Detectives, move aside. Boy-next-door, please take your earthly charms elsewhere. And vampires, no one loves you. Leave.
In 2004’s King Arthur**, Lancelot, Gawain, Galahad, Tristan, Bors, Dagonet, and of course Arthur provide plenty of excellent eye candy. And it’s not because the actors were gorgeous. I mean, they were attractive enough, but not kill-me-now-and-do-whatever-you-want-to-my-body gorgeous (Hugh Dancy is the movie’s exception). Their appeal stemmed from their abilities to (wait for it) ride horses at full gallop whilst shooting flaming arrows, as well as fighting double-handedly, throwing an axe into a Saxon’s skull, and all the while trying to save each other and themselves.
Now guys, don’t get the wrong impression. Please do NOT start killing people. If you want to attract some female attention, go to Knight School. ‘Tis no laughing matter, so wipe that smirk off your face and start packing.
Comradery, maybe more commonly labelled under the new pop culture term ‘bromance,’ is, in simplest terms, adorable. Some of the best stories of all time star two male friends (Frodo and Sam, Sherlock and Watson, Robin Hood and Little John, Harry and Ron), and is one of the many reasons these stories have become classics. Many of the books/movies I read/see nowadays feature girl-boy best friends, which grows into sexual tension/awkwardness and blossoms somehow or another into a love triangle.
Give me some man love. That sounded worse than I intended, but moving on…
Having a deep relationship between two men adds a dynamic to the story that it otherwise might not have. They can joke, rough-house, pick up women at the local tavern, save each other in battle, and adorably avoid talking about their feelings. It can provide insight to their true feelings about the potential love interest (cue Little John teasing Robin about Maid Marian and ending up with a bloody nose) and maybe for once focus on subplots other than the romance between man and woman.
And now the ‘bromance’ begins.
Do you have a male character with a best friend of the same gender? Do you think friendships between male characters are more important than the relationship between the main male and female character?
*I’ve decided that I haven’t been whimsical enough lately. Or grumbly enough. So I bought a ceramic hobgoblin. His name is Juan. Don’t ask me why.
**King Arthur as a movie was just okay. I was more in it for the knights’ friendship (and their beards) than anything, but it was certainly enjoyable.