The best movie, I really truly think, is the one I will be reviewing on Sunday, Pari. It gets at the pain and sacrifice and terror of motherhood in a really visceral way. But these are all good too, if you want to sob and sob about the misery of being a mother.
Continue readingThis movie is just barely a classic. It’s not the best, it’s got quite a few massive flaws in fact, but it’s still really interesting and worthy of discussion. And the best part is how well it shows women rescuing themselves, very appropriate for today’s discussion.
This movie is just barely a classic. It’s not the best, it’s got quite a few massive flaws in fact, but it’s still really interesting and worthy of discussion. And the best part is how well it shows women rescuing themselves, very appropriate for today’s discussion.
This movie is just barely a classic. It’s not the best, it’s got quite a few massive flaws in fact, but it’s still really interesting and worthy of discussion. And the best part is how well it shows women rescuing themselves, very appropriate for today’s discussion.
I have completely lost count of how many of these I have done. Oh well, they are just for fun, it doesn’t really matter. And I’ve had a high number of “thinky” posts over the past few days, it’s okay to throw in one that is just for fun.
I’m not posting today because I’m taking the train downtown to be in my local Women’s March. If you aren’t in America, this is a protest march organized for the day after Trump’s inauguration. A million women are descending on DC (2 of my friends are going, including a grandmother from my church quilting group) and every city in America is having it’s own version. Anyway, while I’m busy marching around or whatever we will be doing (I haven’t been to a protest in years, not since my parents took me when I was a little kid to the anti-Gulf War ones, so I don’t really know what happens), I thought I might as well schedule a theme post to go up so you can share the experience.
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