
Where Are the Women? The Salvation
Does your movie’s plot need a nudge? Male protagonist and male villain need some feels? Why not try raping some women? [This post is not behind the paywall.]

Does your movie’s plot need a nudge? Male protagonist and male villain need some feels? Why not try raping some women? [This post is not behind the paywall.]

From his own daughter to a female hotel manager, women exist in this story solely to make the male protagonist feel better about himself. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

Badass lady assassin? Good. Dead wife to motivate the protagonist and decorative tits and asses to, er, motivate the audience? Less good. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

Too often, movies are about men grappling with their feelings about things that happen to women. This movie adds the woman’s story back into the mix. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

Love ’em or hate ’em, this movie is pretty sure that women aren’t really people but merely playthings or punishers of men. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

The grief of women isn’t their own: it is a prompt to kick a man into action. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

The only woman with any significant presence in this story is here solely to give the wounded male protagonist someone to aspire to. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

The power of a female protagonist is almost overwhelmed by clichés that reduce girls to not much beyond how they look and what they wear. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

This film is an especially egregious example of a woman’s personal awesomeness being good for nothing onscreen but making a man feel better about himself. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

The presence of more than one woman in fairly significant roles is overwhelmingly negated by how nearly all women are presented for a horny male gaze. [This post is not behind the paywall.]