
Where Are the Women? Beyond the Lights
This movie is so great a representation of women that even the female protagonist’s mother, the antagonist, is not primarily defined as a mother. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

This movie is so great a representation of women that even the female protagonist’s mother, the antagonist, is not primarily defined as a mother. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

Smart and passionate, this is one of the ultimate Hollywood fantasies: an adult romance performed by gorgeous actors with palpable onscreen chemistry.

At the Brunswick Mansions in Bloomsbury.

Boys will be boys, and do science. And girls will be girls, and stand around scantily dressed and watching the boys in awe. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

There are things in which horny teenaged boys were not meant to meddle. Like we needed the warning.

Quite possibly an alien torture device designed to turn our brains to mush. *sob*

A lurid meatgrinder of a movie in which the young-woman protagonist is reduced to a passive object of male rage, greed, and possessiveness.

Would-be conspiracy thriller undermines its own noble intent with its amateurism and dull, plodding earnestness.

Wait. Really? Horror movies are still doing the punishing-girls-for-having-sex thing? Ah, but this is 80s retro, so it’s “okay,” then.

All of London is currently under construction…