Fourth Wave Feminism couldn’t ask for a more potent figurehead.

Interesting perceptions. The media uproar over 20–30–40 year old Hollywood sex scandals may be the perfect smokescreen to distract public attention from much more serious political issues. Remember when everyone was marching on Washington? We’re too busy for that now cuz we’re inflamed by the spectacle of Louis CK…

When it comes to women and dogs in film, I prefer Cate Blanchett’s portrayal of Norse goddess Hela (with her giant, world-devouring wolf-dog, Fenris) in Thor: Ragnarok.

What if this is a publicity stunt to get people to know about a movie that probably would have slipped by unknown?

Is that a contemporary piece? I love it. I’m so glad Kelly is offering these terrific suggestions. The Catholic religion is literally encrusted with art and beauty. I recall being stunned in 2016 by how little imagination the celebrities exhibited for that year’s theme, Manus x Machina: Fashion in an Age of Technology.…

Upon entering a new studio as a freelance designer, I’ve discovered that no matter how proficient I might be in the field, there is always a term, a program or a system that the new group handles differently. I am so grateful when someone takes the time to explain things to me. Professionals who exhibit that kind of…

Privacy is a luxury of the unknown, not the celebrity.

I would personally like to unsubscribe from hugging right here and right now.

I’m always dismayed by the contrast between a film star’s celebrated onscreen romantic triumphs, and their dismal real-life romantic failures.

When prosecutors asked her whether she killed her husband by poisoning him, she replied that there was “no mistake.”

Allow me to recommend metacritic.com, which I find to be the most comprehensive film review site. They gave Mudbound a score of 81 out of 100.

Vermin!

I thought it was short for Cardiology.

I’m afraid that would be too bold/sexy/edgy for a traditional bloke like William.

How awful it would be to have no place you can talk shit, even just a little...

the way he sings and talks about love and relationships is exhausting.

Take Boy George and eliminate the wit, the fun, the charm and the sense of humor, and you’ve got Sam Smith.

A highly sophisticated grasp of artifice has become such an integral part of first world self-representation, I cannot imagine how difficult it would be to shed all of one’s FX to appear onscreen (blown up 2500 X Actual Size no less). Kudos to Mary J for the courage to represent World War II-era character Florence…

Oh goody! Cuz I’m changing MY name to Sean Diddy Combs today! The timing couldn’t be more perfect!

A refusal to give in to mounting hysteria around human interaction has always served my ability to process the experience. Forgive my cavalier tone, but I am only one voice, sharing my strategy for avoiding trauma.