
Where Are the Women? Hotel Transylvania 2
The entire plot of the film is about the male protagonist attempting to police every aspect of his daughter’s life… and he is rewarded for his actions.

The entire plot of the film is about the male protagonist attempting to police every aspect of his daughter’s life… and he is rewarded for his actions.

The barrage of nonstop sitcom idiocy is nigh on unendurable. A father plotting against his daughter as touching and uplifting? Way worse.

Except for extremely brief appearances by wives and girlfriends of the male characters, women are entirely absent from this film.

Pretty much strictly for fans of Ben Foster and Chris O’Dowd, who are both superb here. Probably not for fans of Lance Armstrong (if he still has any left).

A fantastic example of how a film can integrate the “traditional” sides of women’s lives into wider depictions of their hopes, dreams, and deeds.

A deliciously creepy haunted-house story. Oozes eldritch atmosphere yet plays with our genre expectations in ways that make it as funny as it is scary.

So deliciously carby…

Women here are nasty nuns, absent mothers, manic pixie princesses, or pretty mermaids, all helping a little boy on his adventures.

An embarrassingly empty pastiche of numerous beloved action blockbusters, all frenetic action and soulless mishmashes of fantasy imagery.

Nigel the Charity Pig and Vincent Van Goat take a much-needed break from touring…