Take comfort that you are not alone; it seems most married straight, cis-women feel this way. But also...be angry that you are not alone, because this is some bullshit for 2018.

Also, “I Just Can’t Wait to Be King” from The Lion King is all about Simba death upon his father.

Thank you! I’ve always hated Disney’s The Little Mermaid for that reason.

He LITERALLY saves Ryder’s character from homelessness by selling her pilot, after she’s been all butthurt and running up a nine hundred dollar phone bill! I love when he tells greasy Ethan “I think I know what she needs in a way that you never will.” Even the first time I saw it I was all OOOHHHHH.

This, along with the “emotional labor” issue, hits extremely close to home. Lately, I’ve been feeling overwhelmed by the amount that I do to keep things running for everyone around me (kids, household). I work from home, and am a detail-oriented, get-shit-done person. My husband cares and is appreciative on one level,…

YES. Ethan Hawke’s character in Reality Bites is the worst. In most movies, really.

This. The daughter, her friend, and the next door neighbor kid are the only really sympathetic characters in the movie. Wonder if that was the point - showing how the selfish acts of the parents were messing with their kids. At least that’s what I remember, it has been a while since I watched it.

omg omg omg - if I had the time I would direct you to a blog post of mine from like 2006 from my now totally defunct blog in which I stated that one can tell how mature a girl is by her opinion on Winona Ryder’s decision in Reality Bites. Thinks Ethan Hawke was the best choice - immature. Thinks Ben Stiller was best…

This article reminds me of a quote I saw somewhere that was something along the lines of “You know you’re finally an adult when you start agreeing with the parents in kid’s movies.” Like Ariel’s dad. “But Daddy, I love him!” Um, no, you’re 16 and literally just met the guy. Sit down, and eat your seaweed (I assume…

Jerry McGuire was a terrible movie for women and in general. Avery is genuinely focused on her career and not into kids so she’s a bitch. Dorothy, complete with 1950s housewife name, is a secretary and single mom who loves her kid and isn’t ambitious and is non-threatening. She also mothers Jerry too. So of course she…

Lester reminded me of my dad and I always just found him pathetic. Like it’s gross when your dad is hitting on the cashier in the grocery store and that chick is in your biology class. And when you complain about it, “what, I was just being nice.” It’s like no, you were being gross.

it’s basically just a more-insufferable Don Draper going around being a dick all the time, thinking that he’s god’s gift to creation, with some poor hapless woman falling in love with him for no good reason. it makes me so mad.

I never felt bad for Lester, he always made me uncomfortable. I felt sorry for the daughter, the girl Lester preys on, and the moody next door neighbor with the asshole dad. I think I mostly ignored the mom because as a teen girl I couldn’t relate to her storyline as much, but I sure as fuck knew how it felt to be…

Absolutely dead on about American Beauty. Love Alan Ball’s writing and Mendes’s direction, but whether we’re supposed to have any sympathy for Lester Burnham is up in the air, for sure. I never have.

I dated a white rapper and it was terrible. He is terrible. Don’t date white rappers.

Also? Ben Stiller’s character, Michael, in Reality Bites. He’s supposed to be the lame boyfriend alternative to hot, inconsiderate, wounded musician Ethan Hawke. Stiller gets dumped on because he has a job, wears a suit, tries to be socially adept, and makes a reality TV pilot that focuses on Winona and her friends’…

Scott treats Knives like a lame hanger-on, but all she does is support him and go to his rock shows, which, if you’ve dated a musician, you know is the most boring thing a girlfriend could possibly have to do.

JERRY MAGUIRE IS A GARBAGE MOVIE KILL IT WITH FIRE

Omg I have always watched that scene where she “kills the mood out of fear that he’ll spill beer on her Italian silk couch” and thought that would be me. He really would have spilled the beer. I just couldn’t let that happen. I’ve thought about that scene a lot and have tried to work against my calling as a neurotic…

When “Twister” came out, I was so infuriated by Helen Hunt’s character that I wanted to walk out of the theater. The only reason that I didn’t was because I needed my date to drive me home.