I always laugh when people depict “girls days” as going to the spa and drinking cucumber-infused water and eating a salad. Girl days for me and almost everyone I know are something much more creaturey—tho, to be fair, not fit to be seen on a screen.
It’s true that internalized misogyny is one of the reasons that sexism is so persistent, and that women are, therefore, part of the problem here. But internalized misogyny is also a coping mechanism within the patriarchy. I’m not trying to excuse it, but in places like Alabama it’s extremely difficult not to cave into…
ALSO very good. I went a vacation with the same roommate to Florida and we almost lost our lives to Smartfood Popcorn and a Bones Marathon.
I’m still not convinced those parentheses were always there BUT I don’t disagree with you. I was rolling my eyes when all my Repubs on the newsfeed were praising the president’s magnanimity.
holy hell have i just stopped seeing words in parentheses altogether?
LIKE, I KIND OF HOPE I DON’T HAVE TO TYPE THIS DISCLAIMER, BUT OBVIOUSLY I HATE TRUMP
oh, fleeting, wondrous youth.
Two years out of college I lived in a cottage with my best friend and, during the rare evenings we weren’t both working, we watched a lot of Hallmark Channel movies while dipping Teddy Grahams in Funfetti. Just thinking about it gives me a headache now, but what I’m trying to say is that there is a time and a place…
I’M BESIDE MYSELF
I choose to believe duchy as well.
It has everything.
Well it is REALLY anything—she pronounces it like it rhymes with “inertia” and that’s how we should pronounce it when referring to her! But I’m not surprised there are other pronunciations.
It’s tired for two reasons: (1) it’s not often well done, which makes the formula tiresome and unappealing, and (2) those are the common teenage experiences that (white) people whose writings are published pull from. In this case, it was masterfully written and acted and therefore sublime (for me as a viewer), but…
I read this book as a teen, featuring a heroine named Sorcha, which threw me off. But it turns out, after some Googling, that I haven’t even been pronouncing HER name correctly these past fifteen years. FML.
Oh, it is undoubtedly a White girl drama about finding yourself (ish), but it added some meat and unexpected details to the typical “bones” of the narrative. It felt honest and resonated at a deeper level, for me (a white lady around Gerwig’s age), than other movies I’ve seen that tried to accomplish similar things.
Tell that to Wikipedia. It seems to think Northern California is all the red bits.
It’s a really good and honest movie about a teenager coming-of-age: therefore, a little bit of it is twee, and some of it is silly, but it is also by turns sad, and frustrating, and uncomfortable, and a real gut-punch as the main character has to deal with her life: her post-high school ambitions, her sexuality, her…
SHIT I have pronouncing it like it rhymes with Porsche.