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Yet another humorously altered No Entry road sign.

Yet another humorously altered No Entry road sign.

This film is an especially egregious example of a woman’s personal awesomeness being good for nothing onscreen but making a man feel better about himself. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

How giving a familiar romance a genre spin makes it much, much worse than it would have been without it.

A same-old male-ego-stroking romantic-wish-fulfillment fantasy becomes actually enraging when it adds a sci-fi-horror twist.

The Dark Knight stands guard at Warner Bros. HQ in Holborn.

The presence of more than one woman in fairly significant roles is overwhelmingly negated by how nearly all women are presented for a horny male gaze. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

Despite allusions to the careers of the two main female characters, they are primarily adjuncts to their men, whose stories are all about their work. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

This stinging GenX midlife meltdown is a bit strained in its plot, but that’s balanced out by lots of melancholy wisdom and bittersweet wit.