We are so used to judge women by their appearance that a joke mentioning Sarah Huckabee Sanders’ eyes makeup was generally perceived as an intolerable insult.
In the film’s final scene, the protagonist’s wife acknowledges she was wrong all along and he was right. Never mind the apocalyptic storm coming and their imminent death, for men all over the world that is a happy ending.
When building replicants, “more human than human is our motto”. Well they sure did a good job with K. When the police tells our replicant hero he only has 48 hours before they start chasing him… the first thing he does is a threesome.
“That’s the problem with life. You either know what you want, and then you don’t get what you want. Or you get what you want, and you don’t know what you want”.
Bojack Horseman, Bojack Horseman
Lately, I can’t get much satisfaction from Hollywood films. And I mean big, fat, Oscar contenders films.
I read the reviews, I enter the movie theatre with great expectations, I come out disappointed. There’s more: I feel guilty for making my husband go through such pain. I assure him that friends and critics loved it and it looked like a safe bet. I come back home angry and incredulous, wondering how can I be the only one disliking so much films that seem to please everyone else. Didn’t they notice the lack of character development, the misogynist clichés, uninspired direction, stiff acting, out of focus close shots, poor audio quality, plot holes…? I go to IMDB to find like-minded opinions, I express my disappointment leaving a 4 star rating on the film page, I snark at the 10 stars reviews and read only the ones that start with “Two hours of my life I will never get back” and “I opened an account just to write this negative review”. But that only makes me angrier. I change my rating to 3 stars. I realize, once again, that I take films, maybe life, too seriously.
Then I save the night with a good TV series. And the magic happens. Continue reading “I can’t get no satisfaction: lament of the frustrated moviegoer”
“I don’t want to live in a world where someone else is making the world a better place better than we are”.
Gavin Belson, Silicon Valley
When I was a kid, in the eighties, whenever I asked my mother to buy me something (being a kid and being the eighties, I did ask quite often) she used to answer, in her typical judgmental and radical-chic fashion: “You’re always thinking about buying things, you Reagan-lover hedonist”.
I was six years old and apparently had already taken a clear political stand.
Other times, when I hit my brother (another recurrent event), she invariably reproached me: “Fascist!”.
Yep, my family really took to an extreme level the sixties motto “the personal is political”. So much for positively guiding your offspring to do the right thing. I grew up feeling responsible for the Contras and the Jews deportation. Continue reading “A personal digression. How I stopped being a totalitarian consumerist and joined the Afghan war”
“Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid”.
Han Solo, Star Wars
When Snow White first debuted in cinemas in 1937, Walt Disney not only invented the hand-drawn animated feature film, but reinvented traditional fairy tales for the modern audience, creating a new genre. He removed the cruelest and more disturbing parts of the stories, added musical style songs and funny animal sidekicks. Then, over the last twenty years, his company has moved progressively away from conservative and patriarchal clichés: female characters are now more interesting, independent and equal to their male counterparts, love at first sight has given way to more unpredictable and sparkly relationships, ethnic diversity was introduced with Arab, Native American, Afro-American and Polynesian princesses. There is only one aspect of the fairy tales the American cartoon factory has a hard time letting go of: the royal status of its heroines.