Reflecting on an entire year of pop culture is difficult business. Luckily, we have help from five fabulous Bitch contributors who call in to tell us about their favorite books, movies, TV shows, and graphic novels of the year. Grab a pencil—you’re going to want to write down some titles of work to seek out.
Then, we talk with the one and only Cheryl Strayed about what it was like to turn her memoir Wild into a film starring Reese Witherspoon. In this interview, Strayed talks about feminism, Hollywood, and her hatred of high heels.
Individual show segments and more ways to listen are below the cut!
If you managed to abstain from social media and television last night, you missed the strange awards sideshow that was the Golden Globes. There were some great moments on stage—Emma Thompson was the coolest person in the room as she presented an award barefoot, holding her high heels in one hand and a martini in the other and hosts Tina Fey and Amy Poehler had some genuinely funny jokes—but I came away from the night thinking more about who wasn’t on stage: many people of color.
Since the release of Martin Scorsese’s new film, The Wolf of Wall Street, there’s been almost daily internet back-and-forth about its merits, its morality, its shortcomings, and—above all—the question of whether it glorifies greed, amoral excess, and misogyny.
• In not so shocking news: new research from Minnesota shows that colleges with more health services have students with lower rates of pregnancy and higher rates of birth control and condom use. [Bedsider]
• In notably less-awesome Obama news, the president's unresolved pledge to close Guantanamo Bay has left the naval base with more than 60 inmates still on hunger strike in what is now the sixth month of protests. [Colorlines]
There's been a recent awakening in the film business. Studio executives seem to have realized–again!–that people of color, specifically black Americans, want to see movies that reflect our cultural and individual experiences with love.
Film bigwigs are investing dollars in movies like the burgeoning Think like a Man franchise, The Best Man Holiday, and the other black romantic comedies slated for release in the coming months.
There are few women as pleased and disgusted with the sudden revival of black romantic comedies as I am. I'm infatuated with romantic comedies. I'm not ashamed to admit that I spend hours watching modern princesses claim their princes and gallivant off into the skyline of Los Angeles or New York. These days, I watch romcoms for work: I'm a media studies scholar working on a thesis about romantic comedies.
• Chile's absolute ban on abortion is forcing an 11-year-old victim of repeated rape to carry through with a pregnancy that would put her and the potential life in danger. [Bust]
• Independent studio Braveart Films has raised nearly $47,000 towards shooting an adaptation of the young adult novel Carrie Pilby. This all-woman team has only two days left to reach its goal of $51,650, so go check out the Kickstarter! [Kickstarter]
• Speaking of Kickstarters, GoldieBlox was a success. The new engineering toy for girls has a fierce commercial out and is set to hit the shelves of stores like Toys R Us soon. [TOR]
• Are you a trans* writer? Trans* literary journal THEM is currently calling for submissions! Submit your work here. [THEM Lit]
What did we miss? Let us know what you're reading in the comments!
The reviews of the recently released The Heat, the new film from Paul Feig (of Freaks and Geeks and Bridesmaids fame) about an arrogant New York FBI agent and a foul-mouthed Boston detective who are thrown together in pursuit of a shadowy drug kingpin, has pondered one question: Whither the female buddy comedy?