I was under the impression that Ledo asking Amy to perform the bellydance for him was not too far from asking for a private dance at a pole-dancing club. But bellydancing’s origins are not quite as explicitly sexual as that. It dates back from Egyptian times where it was seen as a fertility dance. It was still performed by dancers for a Pharaoh’s personal harem and all that, but it had much wider cultural acceptance as a form of social dance, performed by both sexes and often segregated. The sexual side was always there, but it’s only when western traders came into the region that the dancer became this image of Orientalist sexuality. The outfit Amy wears was popularised by nightclub owners when they realised the amount of money they could make out of something foreign that was just at the right level to not be too sexual to initiate moral outcry, although there has still been plenty of that. Nowadays there’s a large amateur bellydancing community. A big reason for this is the increased emigration rate means there are big communities of Arabs across the world and this is a way of getting in touch with their cultural heritage.
See? You’ve learned something new today.
I enjoyed this episode a hell of a lot more than the last one. It covered the same points about Ledo trying to find his place in this new society and find some sort of employment, but doing it with less offensive unfunny jokes and more larger development of the rest of the cast. I’m really enjoying the relationship they’re starting to build between him and Amy, even if it does get in the way of my Ledo X Chamber ship. This was the first time they started to imply any sort of romantic relations between the two, what with the whole sexy private dance on the deck of a ship.
Think about the experience Ledo has had with women until now. He’s spent his entire life either inside a robot or inside this cloning(?) facility along with millions of other near identical people with such minimal human contact. He had a mother figure play him music through a see-through barrier. He talked to his fellow soldiers over an intercom. But that’s about it. The promise of reproduction was only offered as a form of citizenship, and even then it’s in the context of fighting the space snails, not pleasure or romance. Doubt the thought even entered his mind until there was all that ass flashing around in front of him.
I spend all this time at the start of the post ensuring that I don’t be culturally insensitive by doing my research and here I am posting pictures of giant asses rather than marvelling at their control of this ancient cultural form of expression. I should be pondering how it is that this dance lived through the flooding of the entire planet and how interesting it is that the more sexualised version of the dance as performed in nightclubs was the one to live through the apocalypse. Instead though I’m just raising my eyebrow at the fact there’s clearly a camel toe in that ass shot.