Starred Up (Mackenzie, 2013)
The words "violent" or "gritty" and "prison drama" give me pause when used in the same sentence.
The words "violent" or "gritty" and "prison drama" give me pause when used in the same sentence.
If I could ask one question of series creator and writer Michelle Ashford it would be whether or not Masters of Sex has a specific end in mind.
I wouldn't begrudge anyone who thinks the films Snowpiercer and The Giver have as much in common as an elephant and a plum, but I have been thinking about the two in conjunction recently.
For all of the rightful emphasis placed on the way contemporary society pressures and damages young women by placing ridiculous and unhealthy expectations on them, we may be even more uncomfortable looking at how cultural stereotypes can hurt boys trying to become men.
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In Maier's work, that argument increasingly comes across as the way Masters sold the study to the public and made his work sound more respectable and altruistic than it perhaps always was. The show is starting to echo that. For all its heavy-handedness, I continue to appreciate that it doesn't idealize or rationalize the adultery.
Dream Deceivers stops short of insisting on an explicit connection between Mrs. Vance's religion and her willingness to blame heavy metal music for her family's dysfunction. But only just.
Like a Wes Anderson film, but without all the twee.
It is perhaps too early to write off the sophomore year as a disappointment, but it is no longer too early to call its unevenness a trend.
I don't think I'm holier than anyone who watches what I don't.