Where Are the Women? He Named Me Malala
A smack in the face to a film industry that pretends to believe that girls and women aren’t doing anything useful or interesting in the world.
Year: 2015
He Named Me Malala documentary review: teach your children well
A charming film — Yousafzai is as endearing and funny as she is ambitious and brave — but also one with a vital message: how we raise kids matters.
London photo: yo, sushi
I never used to like sushi at all, and now I love it and eat it all the time.
Where Are the Women? Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse
Movies don’t get much worse than this when it comes to female representation. Women exist here almost solely for what they can do for men sexually.
Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse movie review: be prepared… to throw it in the campfire
One of the most sexist movies I’ve ever seen. Male juvenile fantasy at its most tired, its most obvious, its most banal, and its most infuriating.
Where Are the Women? Truth
An exception to the unspoken Hollywood rule about dismissing women’s stories as worth telling. (Yet this one probably got told only because it impacted men.)
Truth movie review: when journalistic truth is ugly (LFF 2015)
A fascinating look at the pitfalls of modern journalism, and a compelling portrait of a journalist who paid a high price for letting them trip her up.
London photo: glam screening room makeover
The 20th Century Fox screening room recently got a facelift, and is extra glam now.
Where Are the Women? Burnt
Any woman here with a speaking role is nothing more than saintly support for the male protagonist, even when his behavior is at its very worst.
Burnt movie review: just one cook spoils this broth
A celebration of male obnoxiousness that goes warm and fuzzy over its temperamental manchild as he finally learns to impersonate a decent human being. What?
