Saturday, February 28, 2009

Buffy and Bride

I've been thinking about what I said about preferring Spike as a love match for Buffy ever since I wrote it. So, now I feel the need to address it more fully.

Of all the men that came and went over the course of the show, only two really mattered very much. Riley briefly climbed the charts, because his heart was good and his military training gave him enough sexual stamina to keep up with our superhero in the sack, but ultimately, he was all about muscle and order. Buffy had muscle of her own--in spades--and while Riley's militaristic black-and-whiteness might have calmed her for a while, her own chaotic life of demon-conquering and keening grief was simply incompatible.

So, while it reeks of the imposed, artificial balance of television, it's really only apt that the Vampire Slayer's real match was bound to be one vampire or the other. Now, one would have to surgically excise that last shreds of romanticism from one's soul in order to not feel a pang at the demise of the Buffy/Angel association. Buffy really loved Angel. And Angel loved Buffy. But that story line was always problematic for me. Here's its essence: Girl falls in love. Girl loses her virginity to love object. Love object suddenly, postcoitally, turns into a giant fucktard once he "gets what he wants" from her. For any of us milk-for-free girls, this scenario is bound to make us bristle. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a recurring anxiety of mine-- that any boy I actually like will walk as soon as I "give in." Largely, I know it's irrational-- I generally pick relationships in which sex is not something I trade for affection. But the worry remains ingrained and indelible. So, I understand this story-- but don't really find it particularly compelling. In fact, it concerns me that it's a little retrogressive and seems as though it's a page taken from The Rules or that vomitous mass known as He's Just Not That Into You: the message being "Hold out, ladies! Not only will he vanish once you open your legs, he'll turn into a big bumpy-faced baddie while he's backing out the door." So much for the empowerment of Grrrrl Power poster girl Buffy.

So, if the Buffy/Angel story line was simplistic and moralistic, the Buffy/Spike story line was anything but. Buffy and Spike hooked up late into the show's trajectory-- Season 6-ish, 7-ish. By this point, Buffy's lost her mother, become surrogate to her teenage sister, died and come back to life herself and suffered numerous other heartbreaks. Her sexual attraction to Spike, the one smaller-scale adversary she hadn't managed to kill, was really a manifestation of her own self-loathing. Spike has been "neutered" via an anti-human-killing microchip in his head and, as such, has begun to hold court in the thrall of Buffy. He draws her in and she is susceptible because she believes she deserves punishment. Or perhaps she thinks that misery and torture are all that the world has to offer her.

Their sex is so explosive, so combative that they destroy houses in their frenzies. They barrel into each other and leave marks. It's as though they are each seeking redemption through the fire of each others' flesh. But Spike really loves Buffy. Mind you, he is not terribly pleased that he should find himself smitten with the one girl who poses the greatest threat to his life, (or, for that matter, the person who killed his previous love object, loony-toons Drusilla) but nonetheless, his love is, indeed, a testament to the purifying power of altruism that stands as the core of the show's value system. If a vampire, the very embodiment of self-interest, can compartmentalize the metaphoric bloodsucker inside him well enough to plunge himself into hell so as to retrieve his soul for the purposes of winning the heart of his nemesis, anything is possible -- because of love.

Though Buffy finds new kinship in this conflicted, love-addled version of Spike, she does not love him. And really, that's only right. In her core, she is still the hero and, despite her inner conflicts and moral missteps, she is inherently morally superior to Spike. She simply is not capable of respecting him, monster within and all, as an equal. And let's be clear: the sum-total reason all her other romances never worked out was because she has no equal. What? You mean Buffy has a notably Passion-play-esque undercurrent? Revelation of revelations.

It is this imbalance between them that makes them so compelling-- and tragic-- as lovers. Inevitably, Buffy comes to forgive herself and therefore no longer needs the physical lashings and the psychic whipstings that are a necessary component of her (totally hot and kinky) S&M romance with Spike. But Spike has already made the ultimate sacrifice, forsaking his very vampiric selfhood, for Buffy and that can't be undone-- nor does he want it to be, as he loves her so completely. In the end, Spike makes his spiritual self-immolation a literal one, all in service to his blond beloved. And she looks upon his glorious, beaming wretchedness with the beatific grace and pity of a superior being as he does so.

In this way, it's not Buffy's and Angel's love for each other that was transformative-- it's Spike's and Buffy's. Buffy and Angel had a very sweet, adolescent, first-love-y go of it-- that ended messily. But the Spike-and-Buffy couplehood was so much more multi-layered and interesting. Not only were they forced to deal with what it means to be both a grown-up and a passionate limerent lover-- and withall the external interferences that adulthood brings-- but they also lived out a rather archetypal God/apostle-style scenario. Or maybe it was more closely akin to a God/Bride relationship, as described in The Song of Songs.

Either way, I can't say I ever expected a romance to bloom between Buffy and Spike. Actually, I always figured she'd stake him sooner or later. But once it happened, it just felt both so *right* and so rightly doomed. And it's certainly the kind of myth-making that makes Whedon's work worth watching. Again, high hopes for Dollhouse...

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