Perhaps, these looks underscore why I was invisible to white males at USC.
Many sociologists have used social exchange theory to explain interracial marriage.
When we meet her, she is smarting from a string of professional and personal disappointments (when she’s not fantasizing about outlandish ways her recent ex-boyfriend might drop dead, she’s papering the walls of her deep-outer-borough apartment with rejection letters from every major theater company in the Western world). It’s always some 5-[foot]-10-ass dude, trying to stand butt to butt with you, trying to see who’s taller. In this film you play a character who manages, no matter what, to put a happy face on disappointment. That’s not a sore subject and it was not a disappointment. Before, I would have compartmentalized everything in a box, just pushed it away, not thought about it, then have it fester for a long time until it finally breaks out of me in a nonhealthy way. There’s cameras and a man holding a boom mike who’s ready to go home.
Then Jessica’s friend Tasha (Noël Wells) sets her up with Boone (Chris O’Dowd), a slightly older app developer who is himself reeling from a divorce. The thing that annoys me as a tall woman: Sometimes I’ll be out somewhere and guys who are just around 6 feet are like, “How tall are you? It’s like, okay, alright, I’m the physical incarnation of your failures. So I was really excited to play her for that specific reason. But I have, however, had a lot of rejection in this industry. I think now I’m trying to acknowledge whatever my disappointments are, why I’m sad, either go talk to my therapist or go work out or something, try to figure out why it didn’t work. I’m not somebody who even likes to hold hands in public. Just the idea of doing a scene like that in front of a bunch of crew.
Despite increased visibility, there is still a lot missing from the conversation on interracial relationships.