I once dined in a restaurant with my boyfriend on Halloween while a white gentleman ate his meal across from us decked out in head-to-toe blackface. New film Dear White People seemed like it was going to put into more dignified words what I was thinking that fateful night: “Oh, no, this mofo didn’t.”
The premise of Pride sounds like a slog: the film by British director Matthew Warchus follows a London gay and lesbian group’s fundraising campaign for mine workers who are in the midst of the nation’s longest-running strike. But instead of being a gray grind, the movie is a joyous parade.
There are a few disturbing scenes in Wetlands. But they’re not the ones that are vulgar or sexual or unhygienic. In fact, the most bizarre scenes in director David Wnendt‘s new film are also surprisingly joyful.
Last week, the White House’s Hispanic Heritage Awards announced that actress Zoe Saldaña would be among its honorees. Saldaña, a Puerto Rican-Dominican-American actress, has become the most high profile Afro-Latina in Hollywood history, and it’s about time. However, in an industry that lacks roles for actors of color and is driven by name recognition, Saldaña’s status as racially black and ethnically Latina does present some challenges.
It’s a tale as old as…well, the modern action movie. Boy meets girl, boy and girl kick some ass together, boy delivers snarky line that elicits an audience laugh, girl stares at boy like he just announced that maybe the bad guys were right all along.
Who is April O’Neil? As the entirely unnecessary new Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles film floods theaters this month, the sassy reporter and number one mutant turtle documentarian is once again in our cultural consciousness.
Film adaptations of dystopian young adult fiction are officially a “thing.” This year alone will see the release of at least four: the third Hunger Games, new blockbuster Divergent, Maze Runner, and finally The Giver, which opened last Friday.