Strike a pose! Paul and Mamo didn’t make it home to Miami last night—their once-in-a-lifetime meeting got postponed—and they never told their fiances they didn’t board the plane, which wouldn’t really be a problem had the plane not exploded, but now emboldened in their fate, the Boys do everything they can to write the best fucking pop song for Rich-E; the Greatest. Producer. Alive.
Complex relationships between mothers and daughters are far from a new concept, whether the strain comes from abandonment, beliefs, or trauma. In My Only Wish, an Incluvie Film Festival submission, Brenda Gutierrez’s take on her character’s maternal divide comes in the form of abandonment.
Villeneuve’s Dune is a masterpiece for its crafting process, but references to David Lynch's picture are sometimes too obvious.
The Mandolorian has a more nuanced and commentative take on masculinity that refrains from praising the toxic traits associated with the social category, while also showing a more positive and transformative representation of masculine characters.
A successful author’s life is upended when she finds herself on a plantation straight out of the antebellum south.
There’s enough evidence to insinuate that What We Do in the Shadows is intentionally queer-coded.
As I typed this, Chris Evans was being “cancelled” on Twitter. I did a little research on this since I always thought Chris Evans was well-received. It turns out the backlash is because of a white savior movie he made called Red Sea Diving Resort.
