Internet buzz about Michael Bay's (director of landmark crap-tion films like Armageddon, Pearl Harbor, The Island) latest film Transformers 2 has mostly centered around who has the most scathing review, how hot Megan Fox is, and a few murmurs concerning coded racism in two of the robots.
This movie made me wanna barf and yawn at the same time. The following feminist critique of Transformers does contain spoilers, but frankly, there's nothing I could further ruin about this movie that it doesn't already do itself....
Summertime means blockbuster movies. After all, what's better on a hot day than heading into an air-conditioned megaplex and watching larger-than-life actors live out unrealistic scenarios with even less realistic conclusions? But while summer blockbusters often bring with them cheesy dialogue and special effects, they shouldn't bring gay bashing. And now, thanks to some last minute editing of the ending of Bruno, they won't (we hope).
Bruno, the latest film by Sacha Baron Cohen (Borat, Da Ali G Show), is the story of a very openly gay Austrian man who works in the fashion world. Though we are more than a week away from the film's July 11 release date, Bruno has already enjoyed quite a bit of media attention (and speculation) as to its portrayal of the gay community. The latest? The film's ending has been edited for gay bashing.
Friday night I attended an Indigo Girls concert at Ravina. Ravina is an outdoor concert arena but it is mostly lawn seating. People usually come bearing picnic baskets of cheese, wine and other snackables. It really is an experience. Friday night was pretty packed on the lawn as usual. People scout out their own spots and it's normally pretty hard to get back to the path if you are sitting too far in.
There were quite a good number of little girls attending with their moms. One such little girl was being lead, quickly, out of the lawn towards the path. We overhead the mom say loudly, "Come on, you can hold it. Squeeze! Squeeze!" Uh-oh...the potty run!
The mom was taking her daughter away from the best exit path, so one woman yelled out, "Over here!" A collective "whew" could be heard as the mom turned quickly and they were well on their way to the restrooms. "Sisterhood in action!" cried my friend.
I have no idea if the little girl made it, but I hope that the super long line parted ways for one of the littlest fans. Sisterhood indeed.
Animal rights activists aren't typically thought of as being misogynistic, violent perverts, but maybe they should be. Well, at least the geniuses over at Wakker Dier should be. Wakker Dier (which means "Animal Awake" in Dutch) launched a viral video campaign last week, complete with a countdown to the unveiling of this video (Warning: The following video contains graphic violence):
Q: Was that snuff film starring a fetish model supposed to make viewers sympathetic toward fish? A: Yes. WTF???
Two weeks ago the Disarm Domestic Violence Campaign launched worldwide. The first international campaign to protect women from gun violence featured women activists from 28 countries who spoke out against small arms proliferation through art, advocacy, media outreach, and direct action.
We go way back. Back to the days when you and Blake were more than just band mates. Back to the days before "Portions for Foxes" was used in that episode of The O.C. when Marissa skipped school to drive to L.A. with her soon-to-be girlfriend Alex. Even before you sang with the Postal Service on Give Up. I've been there through it all and now I've just got to let you know that I'm really, really disappointed. You can probably guess why, but just in case you need to have you memory jogged, please watch (and listen) to this: