The very premise of Wakanda is based on imagining new black realities. Creating new legends, tales of heroics that aren’t predicated on whiteness. Stories of community and strength. Liberation and stardust.
Here’s what I would be willing to do instead of watch this movie: Drink as many La Croixs as it would take to fill a bathtub in one sitting. Make a snowman with my bare hands out of the snow that’s been icing over for weeks. Walk across an oiled kitchen floor carrying a latte that I’m bringing to a person I don’t want to disappoint or embarrass myself in front of and also the kitchen is super long. Listen to someone try out every ringtone on their phone on a public bus.
Bad Reputation reminds us that people with a knack for keeping their cool during trying times aren’t apathetic. Sometimes, they’re exactly what we — and our headphones — need.
Misery loves company. We know where this tale inevitably leads, but some pleasure precedes the axe.
She inspired a Nina Simone song. She was clocked by the Feds. She wore pearl earrings. She gave a generation of Black actors the roles that would define their careers.
I thought Proud Mary was going to be Taraji P. Henson’s Atomic Blonde moment, but the movie never lets her reach that action star potential, throttling her with a weakass story that she nonetheless sells the hell out of because she’s Taraji P. Henson.
I love my gay space moms!
“Princess Cyd isn’t interested in the well-worn plot of queer sexual awakening, the torture of figuring out who you are and the fraught path you have to follow to let other people in on your secret. In fact, Princess Cyd isn’t really interested in plot (or secrets) at all. It’s a character study of two women who clumsily and gently brush up against each other and find new happiness because of it.”
Everyone in the film is Mexican. Everything in the film is Mexican. Everyone and everything is me.
This film explores some of my favorite themes all in one glossy, campy, self-aware package: misandry, women being extremely gay together, principled revenge, and the triumph of aught culture.
Natasha Negovanlis and Elise Bauman bring the magic to our laptops one more time.
Demi talks about her struggles with addiction and mental health, her winding career path, and how she’s openly dating men and women in her new documentary “Simply Complicated,” available for free on YouTube.
Writer/director/longtime lesbian favorite Angela Robinson has done a really subversive thing with the most talked-about period film of the fall: She’s brought an ardent screenplay, a soaring score, and unapologetically gauzy sunlight to bear on the story of the man, his wife, and their lover who created the most iconic female superhero of all time in the hopes that she would prepare the world for matriarchal rule — and a healthy side of bondage.
Though her life was characterized by solitude and her love for it and the freedom it gave her, CHAVELA is a story of a remarkable person told by the people who loved and admired her most.
“Billie Jean King — a gay icon, a feminist idol, one of the greatest athletes in history, an unshakable pillar of indomitable humanity here in 2017 — becomes even more powerful in Battle of the Sexes, but the film also offers audiences the gift of undoing her invincibility in our imaginations by allowing her to fall in love.”
Everyone who made this movie needs to go to bed.
“While Can I Be Me speculates that Houston was bisexual, no one seems willing to define her connection to Crawford as anything other than a solid friendship.”
“This is one of the best portrayals of the Strong Black Woman Syndrome I’ve seen in a long time.”
They’re nonchalant about their sexuality, confident in their bodies, and their chemistry together is an absolute joy on screen. I adore them.
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