'La Loca Y El Feminista' (MiamisFF Review): A Necessary Dialogue
She is being made to justify why she doesn’t believe he’s a feminist, instead of him having to justify his choice to claim he is one.

After years of addiction and isolation, Claire McKenna is finally home from rehab. It’s her first day back—and her first day of probation. Anxiously awaiting her parole officer, Claire discovers something from her old life that suddenly puts her fragile new beginning into question. To everyone around her, the moment may seem insignificant. For Claire, it’s a fierce and deeply personal battle to remain sober, honest, and alive.
She is being made to justify why she doesn’t believe he’s a feminist, instead of him having to justify his choice to claim he is one.
A refreshing twist is that all the kids’ powers are…kind of useless. There’s a kid who can only move in slow motion, a kid who has every power in the world but can only use them randomly, and our main character Missy who has no powers at all. The thesis of the film seems to be that it doesn’t matter what kind of powers you have, its the way you use them, which is good for the warm and fuzzies.
Neo Sora left a realistic and yet hopeful notion for the near future and the now.
Wild Child tells the story of a wealthy, spoiled teenage girl named Poppy Moore who lives in Malibu, California, who attends a boarding school in England. This film shows us how Poppy is first labeled as a fish out of water compared to her boarding school classmates, as she is a wild child, but eventually earns her roommates' friendships and respect.
“And I think to myself….what a wonderful world”. Louis Armstrong sang about this notion via his classic 1967 song, an ode to witnessing elements of our life that should be but some reminders of exactly what that concluding line of each verse indicates. Now we see our contemporary realities and, just being honest, it makes a sentiment like this seem SO overtly far away….perhaps even impossible….to accept or believe could be. It sounds harsh, but again, so much of what is occurring speaks not to beauty, but bedlam.