
Where Are the Women? Victor Frankenstein
There is only one female character, and she is here to be adored, rescued, and to tell the male protagonist how absolutely brilliant and perfect he is.

There is only one female character, and she is here to be adored, rescued, and to tell the male protagonist how absolutely brilliant and perfect he is.

While there are plenty of women here, nearly all are defined through their relationships with men or by the romantic expectations placed upon them.

A female protagonist who battles to wrest authority and agency for herself from a male-dominated institution is the sort of story we need more of.

Why couldn’t Apollo Creed’s child have been a daughter who wants to box? That would have been a true reinvigoration of the Rocky franchise.

Would have scored better if it had eliminated its saintly supportive wife, even though that would have left the movie with barely any women at all.

Women are not people here. You’d be forgiven, in fact, for thinking that Boston between the mid 1970s and the mid 1990s was almost a lady-free zone.

Boy dinosaur goes on journey and becomes a better person. His mom and sister? They stay home. No journeys or personal improvement for them!

The female protagonist’s story is all about beauty as a metaphor for women’s power and confidence, without ever reducing her to a decorative object.

Helen Mirren makes a very fine villain indeed. But all the other woman in the story are nothing more than supportive adjuncts to the male protagonist.

Hooray for a black female protagonist. Boo that she is all about romance, and that the film blames her for the dangerous situation she finds herself in.