The babies are coming, the babies are coming!
Bet ya didn’t see that coming!
“I am struck that in its second season Queen Sugar has broken open the myth, often accepted as truth, that black women must endure all of their community’s burdens.”
Everyone is happy, just for a minute.
It’s time for a little Earp family history lesson, kids.
“I think I really like you.”
Rachel is fucking metal and don’t you ever forget it again.
Oh hey, how about that season three renewal?
Kat faces vile trolls in a real, incisive look at online harassment.
Krystal’s going to accidentally destroy DYAD all by herself, isn’t she?
You didn’t expect to have your heart broken and healed and broken and healed, over and over and over again, when you started watching a sci-fi western for the kissing girls, now did ya?
Scarlet isn’t interested in acquitting itself to any man. And as the magazine repeatedly rejects the reductive assumption that sex and feminism and fashion and politics can’t coexist, so does the show itself.
Kiss the girls you wanna kiss.
The goo can’t make up its mind so Wynonna and Waverly decide for it.
Cosima, you are the leading lesbian on this show! Stop stomping around in the dark looking for monsters!
Unlike Orange Is the New Black, Queen Sugar’s approach to Black Lives Matter storytelling works because it doesn’t resort to excessive violence or torture porn to make its point.
Waverly, what in the bleeding heck is going on with you?!
“Thirteen hours of television later, and season five’s cliffhanger ends nearly exactly as season four: with women, many of whom are queer, many of whom are of color, in peril and facing an unknown future. Instead of grounding this season in a fight for social justice, they gleefully reveled in unnecessary violence and humiliation.”