Category: Film
The Master-Slave Model of Romance in Love Actually
As time moves further away from 2003 and the accepted flagrant sexism that came with it–paraded with perhaps the most glee of all in film [Read More…]
If Selling Vacuity Is Wrong, Celeste Doesn’t Want to Be Right–And Neither Does the 21st Century: Vox Lux
Just before her career is about to skyrocket her into the realm of irrevocable fame that perhaps only a few pop stars with the rare [Read More…]
“I Should’ve Followed Your Example and Never Married”: Mary, Queen of Scots Gives One of Europe’s Most Complex Monarchs An Overdue Feminist Twist
While one would think that, based upon the previews, Mary, Queen of Scots was destined to be a more historically accurate foil to The Favourite [Read More…]
The Blonde/Brunette Divide As Manifested by Jessica Simpson & Natalie Portman
While Jessica Simpson hasn’t been that adroit at “grabbing headlines” since the height of her early 00s popularity when Nick and Jessica: Newlyweds served as [Read More…]
That Wouldn’t Impress Yolandi Visser Much: Dounia and Kehlani’s “Rich Girl Mood”
There is no girl who is never not in a “rich girl mood.” That being said, entitlement is a helluva drug, and maybe even more [Read More…]
Grazie a Papà: No Bernardo Without Attilio
When one is born to a renowned Italian poet and writer (said writing also branching into the realm of film criticism) like Attilio Bertolucci, it’s only [Read More…]
Nepotism Equals Schism: The Favourite
“If you look like a badger, I’m going to tell you that you look like a badger because that’s what love is.” If that’s really [Read More…]
“I Finally Found a Way to Make Money That Doesn’t Involve Shoveling Shit”: Can You Ever Forgive Me?
The screenwriter writing a biopic is perhaps as instrumental to better understanding a subject as the biographer. Or, in certain cases, autobiographer. That said, Nicole [Read More…]
Maybe Van Gogh Was Crazy, Maybe Arles Was Hella Boring: At Eternity’s Gate
There is a certain romantic notion to fleeing from society. It is one that artists (of the more literal variety, mind you–none of this graphic [Read More…]
Mercury Poisoning: Bohemian Rhapsody Infers the Insidiousness of Freddie’s Personal Life on the Band
“You know how you’ve gone really rotten? Fruit flies. When they start feasting upon you. Well, don’t worry, there soon won’t be anything left to [Read More…]
