Master: The Horror of Deceptive Racial Politics in Academia
“It's not ghosts. It's not supernatural. It's... It's America. And it's everywhere.”

Shouldering all of her family's responsibilities, a mother scrambles to find a bigger apartment for her suddenly crowded household.
“It's not ghosts. It's not supernatural. It's... It's America. And it's everywhere.”
'Playing with Fire' was clearly a film made for a kid or tween-ish audience. Keeping that in mind, I thought 'Playing with Fire' was alright, though it did portray some harmful stereotypes.
We, the Jane Austen aficionados, are suckers for everything and anything under the sun that’s remotely related to her and her world. That’s because we are so drawn to her unique style of fiction, romance, and social commentary, we take any allusion to her influence as a hint to what to expect when we start watching a movie or reading a book.
The coming-of-age story that brings viewers into the world of Broadway, New York City, with musical talent and LGBTQ leads.
“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.
This feels like the creative team wanted to make a body horror film, but the studio wanted to make another generic blockbuster.