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'Crazy Rich Asians' Lands Its Male Lead (Exclusive)
Henry Golding, who has never starred in a feature film before, will play Nick Young in the adaptation directed by Jon M. Chu.

Crazy Rich Asians has landed its male lead, casting Henry Golding to play Nick Young.

Fresh Off the Boat actress Constance Wu is starring in the adaptation of Kevin Kwan’s hit book about the lives of wealthy Chinese families living in Singapore. Jon M. Chu is directing the Warner Bros. film.

The story follows Rachel Chu (Wu), an American-born Chinese economics professor, who travels to her boyfriend Nick’s (Golding) hometown of Singapore for his best friend’s wedding. Before long, his secret is out: Nick is from a family that is impossibly wealthy, he’s perhaps the most eligible bachelor in Asia, and every single woman in his ultra-rarefied social class is incredibly jealous of Rachel and wants to bring her down.

Michelle Yeoh is attached to play Nick’s controlling mother who disapproves of Rachel.

Color Force’s Nina Jacobson and Brad Simpson, as well as Ivanhoe president John Penotti, are producing. Kevin Kwan will serve as executive producer along with Ivanhoe chairman Robert Friedland. Courtenay Valenti and Jon Gonda will oversee the project for Warner Bros.

With plans to feature an all-Asian cast, the filmmakers have set out on a worldwide search to find the stars of Crazy Rich Asians. Golding, whose father is from England and his mother from the Iban tribe in Sarawak, Malaysia, is a true discovery. He is currently based in Singapore after growing up in London, and has never been featured in a film, but has experience hosting for TV travel shows. He is represented by management company FLY Entertainment in Singapore.




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Last night a first-year from India was asking me about my dogs and, upon learning their origins, he exclaimed triumphantly: 

“Oh wow, I knew it. I KNEW IT. I can really tell. My family feeds about 10 street dogs in my neighborhood, and they all look like exactly like that. When I saw your dogs I kept staring, like: ‘Why do those look so much like dogs from home?’”

@hoseokked replied to your post “i keep saying that i miss twitter but tbh everything i hear tells me i…”

Re: hyyh not even being gay I’m surprisedhow many people are crying queerbaiting–I don’t think it’s anywhere remotely close to what queerbaiting actually looks like and from what I’ve seen its mostly cishet folks doing the complaining, which is kind of squicky for me, and I feel like a Bad Queer for not being mad about the girls existing ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

okay this is about to get long bc i’ve been thinking about this a lot recently, so i apologize in advance XD

as a person who is both an irl lesbian and of the opinion that there is at least some palpable gay subtext in hyyh i still don’t…think it looks anything like queerbaiting. i feel like queerbaiting sort of requires the possibility that the relationship you’re talking about could be made textual in the first place? like, the primary difference between “queerbaiting” and “subtextual representation” is the political climate that surrounds the media we’re talking about. 

let’s take supernatural, for example – i was pretty involved with the fandom around the time seasons 8 & 9 were coming out. at that point i would say that MOST of the avid fans of that show (or at least a HUGE portion of them) were part of the fandom and pretty vocally in support of seeing dean be canonically bi even if destiel wasn’t going to be a thing. there were a lot of hints dropped in the 8th season wrt dean’s sexuality – some scenes with men filmed basically like romance scenes, really blatant use of monster/human relationships in the A plot of the episodes, sort of an overarching narrative of dean coming to terms with the parts of himself that he probably would’ve scoffed at in previous seasons (nerdiness, etc.) as well as the introduction of charlie. icr if she was the First canonically gay character in the show but she was certainly the most prominent & frequently reoccurring one at that point. the cw had other shows with gay characters at the time.

and then as the 9th season starts airing you get one of the show execs on twitter drunkenly talking about how bi dean was considered, but was definitely, definitely never going to be a thing.

obviously there were a lot of things going on behind the scenes that i wasn’t privy to, and the situation is a lot more complicated than the way i have the space & the time to portray it here, but. at the end of the day, the people in charge of running spn made the decision to imply that dean might be canonically queer in order to keep their fanbase interested while still holding the supposed approval of the masses and not delivering on any sort of representation – despite the implication that the social repercussions of delivering on the queer representation wouldn’t have scared off most of their viewership & in fact might have gotten them a lot of positive media attention (given the sort of news articles i remember being published at the time)

hyyh is…very different than that. korea is very different than that. i’m no expert in korean culture by a longshot but you don’t need to be to realize that sk hasn’t even really moved onto accepting the “lonely, sad gay” stereotype in media. gay rumors can end people’s fucking careers. in certain professions proof that you’re gay is basically a guarantee that you are Done with your job, like – sure, gay fic definitely exists but it’s certainly not the same as it is here!! the idea that bangtan were somehow promising queer representation with the Very Vague Implications in the hyyh series and are now breaking that promise by introducing women into the storyline is – absurd.  it’s incredibly western-centric. to be frank, it’s dumb as all hell.  

bangtan are popular and new, and while there are definitely some people in kpop who can get away with making statements in support of the lgbt+ community and still retain the respect of their peers and the public at large, bangtan are definitely not one of them. that is the way the industry works. it’s sad as fuck, but it’s true.

but even beyond that, like…those relationships aren’t even textually romantic. i mean, sure, there’s implication – but at the end of the day everyone has a different opinion about which one is the Most romantic and it’s? what?? fifteen minutes of video in total??? there’s only so much you can read into that – and a lot of the stuff that we do see and the conclusions that we come to are based on our own experiences & expectations. we’re gonna see a lot of what we want to see

and to be honest the whole thing where we just get upset over the mere Existence of girls in the vicinity of our Boys who are supposed to be Gay With Each Other is worryingly reminiscent of the thinly veiled misogyny of fandom circa fuckin superwholock era. like how many fuckin hoops are yall gonna jump through to come up with some reason why having women near bangtan is inherently bad?? when we haven’t even seen the whole story yet???

like i am just

/long, extended sigh

The Racism I Own

The racism I deal with is standard in its own way. It’s the racism of erasure. It’s the racism of assumptions. Don’t want me? Easy. Give me no representation. Take my story out of history books. Teach me to be quiet. Tell me it means I’m “model.” Spend my childhood telling me that white is beautiful but brown is exotic. That to be American is to like apple pie. But I smell like curry. Gross. Tell me my food is weird when we’re children, but ask me to cook for you when we grow up. Ask me if I’m a dot or a feather. The irony is lost on you. Ask me if you can cheat off my math homework. Ask me not if I want to go to med school, but where. Take away the illusion of choice. Compliment me on my English. Be surprised when I don’t have an accent. Ask me if I eat monkey brains. Ask me how to say something in Indian. Say my name wrong. Tell me you’re going to say it wrong because it’s easier. Laugh. Tell me my mother’s country is backward. Call it abnormal. Ask if I’m glad that I’m in America because my country doesn’t care about women. Ask me where I’m from. Ask me where my parents are from. Ask me where my grandparents are from. Tell me my people work really hard. I turn 17 and you call me a terrorist. Ask me to celebrate this country. There’s a disconnect. I’m Model. I’m a hard worker.  But we are angry. We are militant. Consider us all the same. Confuse the names of my language and my religion. Tell me not to be so uptight if I correct you. Tell me I’m too argumentative for men. Tell me I’m supposed to be demure. I talk to you about boys. Tell me you know a great Indian guy. Stop yourself. Ask if I’m getting an arranged marriage. Ask if I’ll kill myself if my husband dies. Send me stories written by white men. Don’t look me in the eye when I ask where the books by brown people are. Or worse, roll your eyes behind my back. Tell me not to be so angry. Tell me it’s a stereotype. Tell me you get it. You know what it’s like. You know my history. You know who I am and what I’ll be. I teach you about our country’s past. I teach you about white mobs. I teach you about the history of anti-immigration. Act surprised. Wait a beat. Ask me if I read that story in the New Yorker about texting. Move on. I get angry at movies and tv shows and books that pretend I don’t exist. Tell me it’s not worth it. Tell me I can go to the Asian Studies section. Tell me there just aren’t enough quality writers who look like me. Explain to me how it works. Tell me the cream rises to the top. Tell me you’re sorry. Tell me you wish it was better. Pause. Wait a beat. Ask me if I want to go to brunch next weekend.