The lines between friendship and romance blur in this indie comedy that’s about to take film festivals by storm.
I would like to lose the memory of that time I saw “The Giver,” please.
I have to come to expect that kind of technicolor Sapphic unreality in all of my Chaiken programming, which is exactly why I did not expect L Word Mississippi: Hate The Sin. And I’m glad I didn’t, because this is a documentary worth seeing on its own terms.
There is a new horror movie out right this very minute called Lyle that takes its cue from Rosemary’s Baby, and you must see it as soon as humanly possible.
So much of our cultural rhetoric around breastfeeding is tied to a sense of what women should be doing rather than what they would like to or are even able to do. Breastfeeding isn’t purely a medical issue, but neither is it a wholly moral one. And all the parameters that go into a woman’s decision to breastfeed pale next to the fear that she is somehow failing her child.
Despite a continued male dominance of the media industry, a number of talented women are working hard to make their mark in the arena of indie film.
Seriously, I don’t even want to say how many times I’ve streamed Bachelorette on Netflix on any given week. This is the post-Mean Girls movie that I’ve been waiting for, and if you’ve been wondering what happens to the “Plastics” in their late twenties, this is the flick for you.
The Soska sisters, a pair of female directors were announced to be helming a brand-new “Painkiller Jane” movie, based on the comic book about a bisexual superpowered cop with healing abilities.
“After a while though we stopped thinking we were just reading this film with a gay lens (like I can’t help but do with Kiki’s Delivery Service) and actually looked it up online — where all the facts come from — and there it was. Theo is a lesbian.”
Before I could watch Mindy Kaling wear pajamas while eating fast food all day or Ilana Glazer taking naps during her job in Broad City, I had Jaye Tyler and George Lass.
“For all of her diabolical plans to take over Sylvie’s life, Ivy made any person she was with feel like they were the most important and interesting person in the world. She could make you despise her but could just as easily win you back with a comforting smile and the feeling that she was the only person that could understand you and knew how to make you better.”
A university student feels pressure to be perfect but finds refuge in the Australian fetish scene.
The film festival was not as gay as hoped, and it turns out I’m still not cynical enough to not cry when ladyqueers say “I do.”
You know a girl gang means business when there’s a uniform requirement.
“She’s not the protagonist in this one but she does kiss a girl and is very self-righteous which I think does it for a lot of people.”
“With all those things and an endless supply of witty comebacks, Wednesday is a breath of fresh air to a generation of girls who felt like outcasts that didn’t fit the mold of a perfect girly-girl.”
Please don’t watch all of these in one day. You’ll die.
“Unlike the mean girls in other movies who serve as the core of their clique, Lisa and Cokie are on the outskirts looking in. I related to Sokoloff’s characters because they were just like me, dying to be a part of a group that would never accept her.”
These ladies have a standing invitation to the smoke circle of my heart.
This dichotomy has been analyzed in numerous papers and books, but none do it with as much flair and fun as the teen cult classic, “Saved!”.