30 Days of Carol: Day Four – Meet the Hero Who Contributed to Carol’s Oscar Nod
And she has a Carol wall.
And she has a Carol wall.
“On what grounds?”
Good, neutral, and evil alignments for all things Carol.
A full month of Carol starting today.
It was a pretty exciting night for queer and trans folks at the 90th Academy Awards!
The beloved director of Suicide Kale and writer of High Vinyl is making a queer rom-com in conjunction with AFI’s Directing Workshop for Women!
The subtext is so discernible we have a hard time believing it’s unintentional.
Gina Rodriguez is a certified action star!
Behind every great indie film is a great woman. Or, as “The Miseducation of Cameron Post” shows, an entourage of them. Autostraddle spoke with director Desiree Akhavan about making the film that won the Sundance 2018 Grand Jury Prize for Drama and got gay teens in Montana on screen.
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.
Finally, some answers about what Lena Waithe is going to look like inside the OASIS!
Also, of course: Who really killed Jenny Schecter?
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.
“This is a pant-suited Cate Blanchett in the kind of natural leg spread that would make a young Jodi Foster seethe with envy.”
These films are beautiful and poignant — though at times painful and heart-wrenching — testaments to Black Lives and just how much they matter, not just today, but always.
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!