London photo: horse encounter
At Heathfield in Croydon.
Where Are the Women? Straight Outta Compton
Women make only brief appearances, most frequently as anonymous sexual playthings for men, rewards for their success and fame.
Straight Outta Compton movie review: men’s anger, but only when it makes them righteous
The seething rage radiating from the screen elevates this above similar movies. But that rage is truncated in ways that are hard to ignore.
London photo: the rolling hills…
…of Croydon.
Where Are the Women? We Are Your Friends
Oh, there are lots of women onscreen. They are silent, and gyrate slowly at poolside or stripper-pole-side…
We Are Your Friends movie review: straight outta the Valley
Not so much a movie as an advertisement for a soft drink or tampons or sneakers or a cell phone for fresh! active! fun! young! people.
London photo: so many greens
Every color here comes under the banner of “green,” yet they’re all so very different. And beautiful.
Where Are the Women? No Escape
The only girls and women present in this story are the daughters and wife of the male coprotagonist, who are defined solely via their relationship to him.
No Escape movie review: start the revolution without them
Enjoyably intense, if you can get past the cultural narcissism that Western corporate colonialism only matters when it impacts a nice white American family.
London photo: sad chair
Sitting by itself on the sidewalk (or, as they say here, “the pavement”).
