When Supergirl was first airing, we were all a little hesitant about what was going to happen. The last time we had a live-action Supergirl on screen, it didn’t go very well, and we knew that if this Supergirl did poorly, its lack of success would be blamed on the main character’s gender and not the writing or storylines. The show, thankfully, ended up being really great, but in the early episodes, I was still really hesitant about the direction it would take the characters.
In particular, Kara Danver’s best friend, Winn Schott, has an unrequited crush on her—and dear God, I hate friendzone storylines.
I was so excited when I saw this movie lying on a shelf at Toys-R-Us the other day. Like, wow; it’s a movie starring Black Widow and the Punisher. Chances are that it’s going to be a while before we get a live-action female comic book hero movie, and I was hoping that Avengers Confidential could help fill that void in my life in the meantime. I was wrong. Avengers Confidential ended up being a huge disappointment.
The friendzone and the entitlement it represents are a constant topic of discussion in the feminist community. This mentality presumes that men are entitled to women’s attention, and it also paints the rejected men as the victims instead of sympathizing with the put-upon women. They were Nice Guys, after all, why didn’t women reward their kindness with sex?
Is… Is the Phantom actually wearing a fedora?
I recently had the tremendous pleasure to see Norm Lewis as the titular Phantom of the Opera on Broadway, and well, the performance was spectacular. But it also got me thinking about the way that the tragedy of the Nice Guy is often an implicit part of theatrical romances. And while at first I thought that these narratives vindicated the Nice Guy struggle, I actually realized that theatre is a great place to go to see Nice Guys laid low. Continue reading →
I’m not going to lie; when I was reading the Harry Potter books, I loved Snape. I even have a t-shirt that says, “I trusted Snape” on the front, and on the back it says, “Oh, the cleverness of me. *smirk*”. So yeah, I really liked Snape. I mean, I’m a self-identified Slytherin, so of course I did. But now that I’m older and consider myself a feminist (I knew nothing about feminism while reading Harry Potter), I decided to go back and look at Snape from a critical feminist lens. And now I wonder if I was too kind to Snape.