
Where Are the Women? Sinister 2
Like many horror films, this one features a woman as part of its ensemble. But it misses opportunities to bring in more women with significant roles.

Like many horror films, this one features a woman as part of its ensemble. But it misses opportunities to bring in more women with significant roles.

Disjointed, incohesive, and psychologically ridiculous. And actually repulsive on multiple levels in ways that the first film was not.

The only scene in which women are not present to make men feel better about themselves is one in which they make a woman feel worse about herself.

All homophobic, xenophobic, scatological grossout, with some rape and pedophilia “jokes” for flavor. How did this happen?

Not sure if serious or sarcastic…

The female protagonist is messed up, not very nice, and definitely not pursuing romance. Is she pursuing sex? Sure…

A breath of half-nasty, half-nice fresh air, set somewhere near the intersection between a parody of a romantic comedy and a straight-up example of one.

If I hadn’t taken this photo myself, I would refuse to believe that this is in the heart of London.

The black-and-white cat did eventually come say hello to me, and permit herself to be petted.

A young woman is reduced to little more than a vessel for an unborn child, and an object for feelings by the male protagonist.