
Where Are the Women? Whiplash
If a movie must have a male protagonist and a male villain, fine. But must it also pretend that women barely exist in the world at all? [This post is not behind the paywall.]

If a movie must have a male protagonist and a male villain, fine. But must it also pretend that women barely exist in the world at all? [This post is not behind the paywall.]

If you didn’t think music could involve actual blood, sweat, and tears, this breathtakingly visceral coming-of-artistic-age drama will set you straight.

Reese Witherspoon messes up her life and then messes up her body on the way to getting right with herself and the world. Fan-feminist-tastic! [This post is not behind the paywall.]

One of Bergdorf Goodman’s Christmas windows.

What is a woman’s job in the movies? As supportive wife and prompter of male betterment, of course. *grrr* [This post is not behind the paywall.]

A banal, bland tribute to things no one questions as laudable (though it has to misrepresent its subject to do so). But Bradley Cooper is very good.
The Alliance of Women Film Journalists is one of the orgs for which I help choose year-end best-ofs.
Where Are the Women?, rating and ranking 2015’s films for their representation of girls and women, is made possible by my generous Kickstarter supporters. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

At the HBO headquarters near Bryant Park.

The state of women onscreen these days is so bad that a neutral score of zero is actually a positive! [This post is not behind the paywall.]