
Passengers movie review: lost in sexist space
After a few quick nods to the profoundly unethical act at its core, it shrugs it off and uses it as the basis for its fairy-tale romance. This is not okay.

After a few quick nods to the profoundly unethical act at its core, it shrugs it off and uses it as the basis for its fairy-tale romance. This is not okay.
Supplementary explanations for my Where Are the Women? rating criteria. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

Update! Another year, another slate of films proving there is almost nothing that men can do, think, or be that The Movies will not deem worthy of a story.

Catching up ahead of the Series 9 debut…

This “homage” to 80s sci-fi/horror is a cheerless amalgam of The Thing and Alien populated by improbable characters behaving in unlikely ways.

Simultaneously the dullest and the most insulting version of itself it could possibly be. If only it had managed to be campy, that’d be something…

“I don’t know what it is, but it’s definitely alive.” Famous last words.
Get drunk = don’t get eaten by the aliens. They should have thought of this on the Nostromo…
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