my first death threat
And it’s over my review of Fifty Shades of Grey! That’s a twist I did not see coming.
And it’s over my review of Fifty Shades of Grey! That’s a twist I did not see coming.

Woman as a passive sexual object of a man, depicted via a male gaze: it’s everything that is wrong with how Hollywood represents women onscreen. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

A charm-free hero with control issues and a passive, fretful heroine have coy and tediously vanilla pretend-sex. This is meant to be erotic?
But if there was a press screening of the film in London, it was kept a bigger secret than Christian Grey’s Red Room.

Old-fashioned is right. Like how the Taliban is old-fashioned. Behold some pretty despicable passive-aggressive othering of women in the name of “respect.”

Ruins itself as even high-toned cinematic junk food when its justifiable cynicism morphs into something manipulative and dangerously disingenuous.
The things people Google. Sheesh…
Stuff my followers on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ saw today…
Links my followers on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ saw today…
Links my followers on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ saw today…