Friday, May 26, 2017

My Weekend Crush

You guys, I feel like I’ve been sleeping on Sara Ramirez of late. Since the demise of Calzona and Callie’s subsequent exit, I just lost track. Sure, I knew she come out as bi. And, sure, I knew she started sporting an alternative lifestyle haircut. But I think I did not appreciate how truly, truly gay she has been lately. Like, hello. This is some “so gay” level gay. Like, damn, that is some butch hotness.

And to make everything just that much more delightful she appears in the new video for out queer recording star Mary Lambert (of “She Keeps Me Warm”/”Same Love” fame). But not only is “Know Your Name” a fun, poppy summer jam, it also features a wonderfully diverse group of women as nerdy gamers/actions heroes. And, best of all, it is a lady singing about her crush on another lady.

Come on now. I mean what more could you possibly want from a single song? Hot queer ladies! Video games! Sara Ramirez being a chick magnet! And, it has a beat and you can dance to it. Happy swoony weekend, all.

p.s. I hope I have conveyed how wondrously gay this video truly is. Because, yeah, it is that gay.

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Iron & Sand

Dragons! Women in power! Women with swords! Women making out with other women! More freaking dragons! But enough about those fire-breathers. How about Yara Greyjoy and Ellaria Sand getting very friendly in the new “Game of Thrones” trailer. Look, I know this will all end terribly, as pretty much everything does for everyone on GoT, but at least we can enjoy this incredible hotness for however long it lasts. Dorne meet the Iron Islands.

p.s. I know I shipped Yara and Daenerys last season, and I still do. So, to be perfectly honest, I am for Yara making out with all the women in the Seven Kingdoms – period.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Once and Future Queen

I keep having to remind myself that she is gone. But then things like this gorgeous Vanity Fair bring me back to the harsh reality. It seems so cosmically cruel, really. Her loss continues to send mournful echoes across the galaxies. I have been lucky enough in my career to have been able to interview many of the women who were my childhood heroines. Megan Shirley/Anne of Green Gables. Linda Carter/Wonder Woman. But Carrie Fisher/Princess Leia, alas, she will forever be among the stars. Close enough to see burn brightly until the end of time, but never close enough to reach out and touch. I held off watching this video tribute to her for more than a month. Until just last night, honestly. Maybe I was hoping if I waited I could still have just a little longer with her. If you haven’t watched “Bright Lights,” the documentary about Carrie and her mother Debbie Reynolds, for the same reason I implore you to stop waiting. As melancholy as it is, and it’s a loss beyond words, the vitality of their lives should make us all feel a little better about the universe. We all start as stardust, after all. The lucky ones, they get to live among the stars shining benevolently down at us forever.

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

Oh, baby, do you know a mash up “Orange Is the New Black” and the “Black Mirror” “San Junipero” episode is worth? A lot, actually. And while I wouldn’t necessarily call it heaven, it is rather delightful. I love it when two great things lesbians love come together. Yet still, we’re left with that bittersweet longing. The joy/sorrow of seeing Poussey again. The joy/sorrow of reliving Poussey and Taystee’s friendship. The joy/sorrow of their relationship not being the same kind of the women of San Junipero. Well, at least for this dream I guess I’ll hold on to the joy part, and let the sorrow fade into the night.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Evil for Dummies

It is like they all read “How to Look Evil for Dummies.” Somehow, I thought supervillains would be harder to spot. Oh well, makes it easier for us, I guess. So that is something positive to start your week with.

Friday, May 19, 2017

My Weekend Real Anne

My love for Anne of Green Gables is eternal. The magic of those books found me even before the mid-80s miniseries. But it was through that series and endlessly irresistible charms of Megan Follows I feel in love for good. And, I say this every time, but I really did make my family vacation on Prince Edward Island one summer. I even have a little vial of P.E.I.’s famed red sand somewhere in a keepsake box.

But now with the released of this new Netflix “Anne With An E” series on Netflix (also, uh, what’s with the late name change wasn’t it just “Anne” before that), I just feel perplexed and very sad. I was willing to give this “grittier” reboot of L.M. Montgomery’s beloved heroine a chance. I really was. But then I read negative review after negative review. Though, to be honest, if Heather Anne Hogan says to skip it, I will always skip it. (In my world, the abomination known as “Skins Fire” does not exist).

Because, and I ask this quite sincerely, why? Why make a dark, gothic, gritty Anne of Green Gables? Why? Sure, realism is important and the world is admittedly awful. But we all know that already. To be honest, we have all the darkness we can deal with right now, thank you very much. What made Anne Shirley special wasn’t just how she overcame her life’s tragedies. It wasn’t because of her being beaten mercilessly. Or her dealing with PTSD. Or her being rescued from a would-be rapist in the woods. Sure, in the real world maybe she would have had to deal with these things. Sure, in the real world too many people have to deal with these things.

But Anne Shirley made us always believe in a better world. Some would call it innocent or naïve or fanciful. But it was her unrelenting optimism and determination and, yes, spirit that made us all think things could be better. We could be better. And people who make us feel like that, well, you love forever. So no thank you, Anne With An E, I already have a bosom friend. I’ll keep my Anne of Green Gables just as is. Happy weekend, all.

p.s. I know the new Anne is apparently canonically gay (or at least professes her love for Diane in a gay way), but you know what, we all knew that already.

Thursday, May 18, 2017

The Days of Our Scandals

You know, if our entire democracy wasn’t hanging in the balance, this week’s news cycle would be amazing to just sit back and observe because…THIS SHIT IS BANANAS. Like you can’t look away from the new for 15 minutes without something major dropping. And not kinda major. Like Jesusfuckwhattheholyhellishappening major.

I mean, we thought it was big news a week ago when Trump fired Comey. And it was.

But this week alone we’ve learned:

Monday: Trump blabbed highly classified intel to Russia.
Tuesday: Trump pressured Comey to drop the Flynn investigation.
Wednesday: Trump is now facing a special counsel who is taking over the Russia investigation.
And that’s not even mentioning Wednesday’s other minor earthquakes like the House GOP leadership flat-out saying/”joking” that “Putin pays Trump” last year. Or Mike Flynn telling the Trump transition team almost a month before inauguration and his subsequent appointment to national security advisor that he was under investigation by the feds. Or Mike Flynn in his role as national security advisor block a military operation Turkey was opposed to, all while he was being paid $500,000 by – you guessed it – Turkey.

Oh, and we have’t even touched on the narcissist-in-chief as usual dumbass shit Trump said in a US Coast Guard commencement address: “No politician in history — and I say this with great surety — has been treated worse or more unfairly.” Yeah, dude, assassinated presidents Lincoln, Garfield, McKinley and Kennedy would like to object to that posthumously.

Like, this whole week is that classic “30 Rock” Liz Lemon and Jack Donaghy joke about a tough week. America, it’s Wednesday.

As I write this I have no idea what fresh hell Thursday will bring. Maybe Trump will pull off his doughy orange face and it will be revealed he was Putin all along. Nothing would surprise me. Oh, wait, if the GOP found it moral compass and put country over party. That would surprise the fuck out of me.

Anyway. All this is a roundabout way of saying each day in the Trump administration has been three months. So to look back at these outtakes of Melissa McCarthy performing on Saturday Night Live over the weekend seems like it happened, what, a year ago. I will always love Melissa’s Spicey (though I wish they hadn’t gone for the easy two dudes kissing, ewww, joke – be better). So, that is one good thing this infernal administration has brought us. Though, to be honest, I would trade four years of Melissa’s Spicey for four of Kate McKinnon’s Hillary in a heartbeat.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Just a Lie

Who would have ever guessed the guy who used to host a show with a segment called “Girls on Trampolines” would become a hero of the resistance? First, his emotional TrumpCare rebuke. And now, this. “The Man Show” was and still is utter garbage. But, keep on earning your respect back swipe by swipe at our Mango Mussolini. But, seriously, can we impeach him yet? How about now? Can we now?

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Nothing Matters

Look, if blurting out highly classified intel while bragging to the Russians won’t get this utterly unqualified egomaniacal creamsicle impeached, I don’t know what will. Maybe if he personally came every one of his voters’ homes and killed their grandmas and then set fire to their house? No? Nothing matters. Absolutely nothing matters anymore.

Monday, May 15, 2017

That's Our Girl

Here is just 3 minutes and 19 seconds of Kate McKinnon dancing to start off your week. You’re welcome.

Friday, May 12, 2017

My Weekend Crush

I’m not a religious person. I don’t belong to any church. And I don’t pray. But I do, on occasions, understand the inclination. Sometimes, when I’m listening to a beautiful song or reading a glorious turn-of-phrase or looking at an exquisite piece of art, I feel moved by the mysterious. It’s not that I believe there is an invisible, all-knowing divine being guiding us – or anything remotely like that. But, on our best days, it feels like perhaps we humans do share some sort of unseen connection. Granted, the tiny warlike selfish side of us far too often cancels that out. We can be such petty, petty beasts. But it’s nice to remember that the universe is vast and unknowable, and that’s all right. At a time like this – when so many are hurt and angry and scared and worried that the fundamental institutions and principals this country has come to stand for are in jeopardy – it never hurts to send a little song or beauty or the thing atheists like me does that isn’t praying but hopefully has the same effect out into the universe. So, with that, please enjoy the sublime Brandi Carlile with an assist from the late, great Leonard Cohen. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, May 11, 2017

Orange Is the New Solidarity

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, I’m not sure I’m ready for the new season of “Orange Is the New Black.” But after seeing the official trailer I feel, somehow, relieved. Yes, things ended horribly. No, I’ll never get over it. But, yes, I like the idea of the ladies coming together for a common cause. Yes, I like the idea of solidarity. And, yes, I love how OITNB continues to be one of televisions greatest Trojan Horses for inclusive storytelling. Create a show ostensibly about a white female lead, but then flood the narrative with stories about women of color and queer women instead. More of that show, always more of that. Who is in?

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Could Have Been

Just a reminder, it didn’t have to be like this. It didn’t have to be this constant, overwhelming feeling of dread, hopelessness, incredulity and rage. We could have elected Hillary Clinton president instead. But, you know, her emails, blah blah, Wall Street, blah blah, her voice, blan blah, her smile, blah blah, her lack of smile, blah blah, her being a woman. So here we are. Here we fucking are. Hey, America, how about next time you just hire the smart, hard-working, infinitely qualified (and, yes, flawed because no one can ever describe Hillary - or any woman for that matter - without having to add the word "flawed") woman instead.

Tuesday, May 09, 2017

Tank Top Tuesday

Sometimes, many times, all the time, I get nostalgic for the simpler times when all it took to make me happy was a woman in a white tank top. All the horrible in the world seems so close to the surface now. But, you know what, they make take away our health care, but they’ll never take our joy at a lady in white tank top. Not now, not ever. I mean, just look at Janelle. Look at her. Yeah, I feel better already. Enjoy.

Constance Wu

Jessica Huang continues to be one of the best characters on television. Period. (But real period, not like Sean Spicer period.)

Ksenia Solo

I miss Kenzi and Hot Pants and Bo-Bo, oh my.

Jessie Graff

If I was going to start a real-life superhero lady squad I would put Sally Yates and Jessie Graff on my starting lineup.

Chrissy Teigen

My love for her ages like fine wine. It gets richer, deeper, and still gets you drunk.

Monday, May 08, 2017

Amazonian Hopes

Fine, I’m pretty excited for this movie and if it lets me down I will spend the rest of my days searching for the island of Themyscira so I can convince its Amazonian inhabitants to wreak havoc on its creators for the severe injustice of it all. So, you know, let’s hope it is good.

Friday, May 05, 2017

My Weekend Human Kindness

We are capable of so many amazing, beautiful, gentle, kind, good things – us humans. If we only try, we can do so much good. But that’s the thing. We have to try to do good. It seems good is not our automatic default, as a species. Instead self interest, self glorification, self indulgence tends to be our default. Me, not you. Me.

Yesterday’s monstrous vote to repeal Obamacare orchestrated by Republicans in the House of Representatives was a perfect example of that. The GOP rushed through a bill that nobody seems to much like let alone know what it does (the Republicans didn’t wait for the report from the Congressional Budget Office, hold any public hearings, conduct a single independent study, post the bill for public consumption for a full 24 hours or – as some have admitted – even bother to read the damn thing) before voting it in 217 to 213. It should also be noted, that not one single Democrat voted for this horrible bill. Not one. So, you know, remind me again how there are no differences between the parties.

The CBO analysis of the last version of the GOP’s plan estimates some 24 million Americans would lose their health care. And that was before they modified it to make it more appetizing to the most rabidly conservative wing of the party. What just passed essentially eliminates coverage for pre-existing conditions. Sure they tried to be cute with the language by saying insurers can’t boot you for having a pre-existing condition. But then they took away the key part of Obamacare’s protections, namely that they also couldn’t charge you more. Now insurers will be free to charge you much, much, much more and therefore make healthcare unattainable for people again. So, the end result? People with pre-existing conditions can’t get healthcare – just like before. This bill will kill people. Period.

And let’s talk about what those pre-existing conditions, shall we? They can include: having a heavy period, pregnancy, C-sections, postpartum depression, domestic abuse and sexual assault. You know, basically being a woman. I would also like to note that somehow erectile dysfunction is missing from the list of pre-existing conditions. Cool, dudes. Thanks for looking out.

And we haven’t even touched the severe cuts it makes to Medicaid and defunding of Planned Parenthood yet. Because, sure, why not make everything just that much more awful – right, fellas? Oh, and did I mention it makes deep cuts to special education and also could lift the lifetime cap ban on even people with private insurance through their employer? Because, naturally, it also does that. Shit, at this point it seems like laughter might be people’s only health care option. Shit, wait, that’s illegal, too.

This obscene act of unnecessary cruelty was hurried through to give Trump a “win” and erase their bruised white male egos inflicted by one of President Barack Obama’s greatest legislative accomplishments. They held a party in the Rose Garden with Trump crowing with glee, and I quote: “Hey, I’m president! I’m president! Can you believe it?” Fuck, no, I cannot believe it. And I never will.

Of course, their little party kind of ignored the fact that their work is only half done. Quick civics lessons for all those smug GOP House members glad-handing each other yesterday: Bills need to be passed by the House AND the Senate before being signed by a president and becoming law. And the Senate, well, it might not be as easy. In the House the GOP has a 45-seat advantage over Democrats, and they could still only pass this thing by two votes. In the Senate the GOP only has a four-seat advantage (52-48). Four seats. So this GOP self-congratulation party is like tearing down the goalpost at halftime. Perhaps Trump & Company need to watch to “I’m Just a Bill” again to understand how our government works a little better.

Of course, I put nothing past the GOP at this point. They control the House, Senate and Presidency so if they have the will they can pretty much pass anything at any time. Yet the sheer villainy of passing a bill that – whatever the final score – will absolutely hurt poor people, hurt people with pre-existing conditions, hurt women, hurt the elderly all in an effort to ram through a massive tax cuts for millionaires is still somehow stunning. Make no mistake, this thing is evil.

And yet, once again, it doesn’t have to be. Human kindness is, at its core, about caring for each other. And there is no better example of this than caring for one each other when we are sick. It always baffles me when people say they don’t want to have to pay for someone else’s ill wife or dying child. Why the fuck not? Is there a better way to spend one’s money than saving a life? I can’t really think of one, can you?

Government, at its core, should also be about caring for each other. We pay taxes for the greater good – roads, schools, emergency response, national security, Social Security and so on. There will always be people who need help, who need a hand. As a society we can either extend that hand or yank it away. This bill yanks it away only to give the richest among us an unnecessary pat on the back.

So what can we do at this point? When I – like I imagine so many of you – feel small and tired and angry and scared? Take a breath. Take care of yourself. Be good to yourself. And then fight like hell to flip the House in 2018. Vote out every Republican who voted yes. Donate to causes that will help Democrats win.

When I first made this video six years ago, I had no idea how many times I’d need to post it. But I do. I like to go back to it now and again to remind myself of the beauty we can create. The good we can do if, again, only we try. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, May 04, 2017

The Anti-Trump

I can’t decide if I feel soothed or unnerved by the fact that, some 25 years ago, “The Golden Girls” knew exactly what was in Donald Trump’s black, black soul. And, boy, were they not afraid to tell it like it was (and, sadly, still very much is). The thing is, pop culture is littered with references to Donald’s unsavoriness over the past four decades. In this case it is less art imitating life as life being so obvious that art cannot ignore its ugliness. But then, true artists are always gonna look down on a lowly reality TV star. As it should be.

So today, when Trump is said to be signing a so-called “religious liberty” executive order (which we all know is just about the freedom to discriminate against us queer folk and anyone else they please and/or a way to erode the separation of church and state), please allow Dorothy Zbornak to remind us all how truly, truly terrible this man really is.

p.s. And don’t think I’ve forgotten about this new, horrendous TrumpCare bill to be voted on today. Republicans, pro-life for everyone except those already living.
p.p.s. If your representative is on this list, please call (202) 224-3121 and tell them to vote NO immediately.

Wednesday, May 03, 2017

A Lifetime of Firsts

It’s sort of strange that a superhero show is giving us one of our most sustained and significant gay lady relationships on television right now. It’s almost like it takes a superhuman feat to get lady-loving ladies to be taken serious or something. And this week’s show was a lovely homage to Alex Danvers and Maggie Sawyer’s relationship, and all the Sanvers shippers out there (you had your go last week, SuperCorpers). Sometimes, it’s just nice to get caught up in the romance of two women who are deeply in love. And, you know, it helps that they’re both totally badass and Danvers has a mean right hook.

Tuesday, May 02, 2017

Stars, They're Fangirls Like Us

Sarah Paulson's reaction to seeing Madonna at the Met Gala last night is every gay ladies’ reaction to seeing Sarah Paulson – anywhere. Look, watching a normal person fangirl is fun on its own. But watching a person you fangirl over fangirl over someone else you’d also fangirl over? That’s like gay lady inception or something.

Also, please enjoy as Sarah continues her post-jaw drop fangirling by grabbing onto Madonna’s shawl and playing with it. Stars, they’re just as big a star-struck geeks as us.

Monday, May 01, 2017

Unbreak's Over

I am back! And Kimmy is back! Coincidence? Yeah, I mean, definitely. But I hope I can approach my post-vacation return to work with the same wide-eyed enthusiasm as Kimmy approaches everything – even though there’s no recess. Seriously, why is there no recess? Also, how can I get Tilda airbrushed onto my car? Asking for a friend.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Vacation Vixen: Helen Mirren

Well this is a wrap on my vacation. Back to ye olde grind next week. But before I go let us enjoy one last indulgence together. I mean, already nothing beat a dame. But a dame eating fries? Come to mama. Happy end of vacation, all.

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Vacation Vixen: San Junipero

Have you had a chance to get sucked into our possible near-future dystopia yet? No. Well, that’s fine. I know it’s more than a little unnerving to see a society that has scapegoats godlessness as the reason for its problems and stripped women of their most basic rights aso ne of the solutions. But, hey, who’s to say that future is ours. Maybe, just maybe, we get the good kind where we all get to live forever while listening to effervescent 80s pop? I mean, a girl can dream.

p.s. If you have not experienced “San Junipero” yet, do not press play above. Go watch, and maybe rewatch (and rewatch again) and then press play. Trust me, the wait is worth it because wondering is practically the best part.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Vacation Vixen: The Handmaid's Tale

So today “The Handmaid’s Tale” premieres on Hulu. And I highly, highly recommend you watch. But I will also freely admit that it is difficult to watch. Dystopia cuts the deepest when you can see, with terrifying clarity, exactly how we got there. And in these times, dystopian futures feel ever present.

One of the exciting things about the new series is how it has taken a classic feminist masterpiece and expanded it to be an intersectional work. It has centered characters of color and LGBTQ characters, and made their stories integral to the overall narrative. Much credit goes to Alexis Bledel as Ofglen and Samira Wiley as Moira for creating two of the most empathetic figures in the story so far. You will root and weep for them, in equal parts.

Unfortunately, Autostraddle has decided against doing weekly recaps of the series as previously planned. But, I did review the first three episodes, which were released to critics and now available streaming today. You can read it here now and I hope you join the conversation. Because this is a show that deserves conversation – and contemplation. I know I’ll be watching, and thinking, and hoping for a better future.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Vacation Vixen: Twofer

Apologies, I was traveling yesterday. And then today I was recouping from traveling. If napping was an Olympic sport, I would be a champion this week. So here is my twofer makeup for my lack of vixens. Sarah and Amanda make a smart couple in smart tuxedos. Maybe Ryan Murphy could make them a couple on the next chapter of American Horror Story. Wait, on second thought, couples on that show have a terrible track record. And the last thing we need is more dead lesbians on television - or anywhere else. Wear those tuxes in peace, ladies.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Vacation Vixen: Jessie Graff

Superheroes might not be real, but Jessie Graff sure is. The stuntwoman and “American Ninja Warrior” regular is awesome, and I mean that in both the “super cool” and “awe inspiring” definitions. If you watch “Supergirl,” you’ve watched Jessie Graff. She has also done stunts for “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.,” “Castle,” “Chuck,” “Teen Wolf.” I could go on. So if you’re into incredibly kickass ladies who post insane workout videos, can perform superhuman feats, are ridiculously strong, have abs for days, and is mom to an adorable pet pig, definitely Jessie Graff is the woman for you.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Vacation Vixen: Cush Jumbo

Where has Cush Jumbo been all my life? Granted, it’s my own fault. I didn’t watch “The Good Wife.” And I didn’t notice her fully in “Lip Service.” (Though, to be fair, she played Jay’s fiancée and I tried in general to ignore all things about Jay.) But, goodness, am I glad I started watching and recapping “The Good Fight” and finally discovered her. Because, damn, she’s good. She’s really good. And, if her Instagram is to believed, she seems cool AF in real life, too. And thanks to a second season renewal for “The Good Fight,” I know we’ll be seeing a lot more of her in the future. And, no need to fight it, that’s a very good thing.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Vacation Vixen: Lucy Liu

As one of the stars of the shows I watch regularly, but rarely write about, Lucy Liu has always been a favorite. On “Elementary” she is not just a compliment to, but an equal of Sherlock’s. Her Watson is no second fiddle. And, I dare say, she dresses much more smartly as well. I particularly enjoy how Lucy has kept Joan’s tie-game going this season.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Vacation Vixen: Ksenia Solo

Oh my goodness, do I miss me some Lil Mama. Kenzi will go down in the pantheon of Best TV BFFs. Not only was Mackenzie Malikov funny and loyal, she was brave and smart and no one did a Russian accent better, no one. Also, she didn’t look bad in a tank top. Not bad at all. I know Ksenia has since moved on to the series “Turn: Washington's Spies” (which has its final season this year). And she also has some movies ready to come out. But to me, no matter what, she’ll always be the Kenziest Kenzi. And I remember her Kenzisms always.

Monday, April 17, 2017

Vacation Vixen: The Good Place

Guess what, I’m on vacation! I’ve got some time off so I am flying back to the Midwest to hang with my family while I try to forget we have a toxic trash fire as president. Unfortunately, I will be flying United (it’s way too late and too expensive at this point to change carriers, I checked). So hopefully I make it there and back without being beaten bloody, yanked from my seat or dragged through the aisles. But, ever the wily business people, I’m sure the airline will simply turn this into a moneymaking opportunity by offering “less beatings” as an upgrade fee soon, just like “more legroom.”

Anyway. While I am gone I will, of course, be leaving you some vixens to enjoy. But before I leave, as a public service might I re-suggest a show for any of you who find a little free time and/or need to escape the smoldering trash heap of our current democracy. As I’ve said before, “The Good Place” is a great, weird, highly entertaining show. And if all those adjectives won’t convince you, perhaps the fact that main character Eleanor (played by the always engaging Kristen Bell) might genuinely be into Tahani (played by the completely worthy of being into Jameela Jamil). Plus, now that the show has been renewed for a second season, perhaps the series will do more than just flirt with the idea. No time like the present. See you on the flip side, kittens.

Friday, April 14, 2017

My Weekend Worry

I am still processing the end of last season’s “Orange Is the New Black.” I am, quite frankly, still not over it. I will never be over Poussey. And the way things ended for the others, well, there is clearly no going back for so many of Litchfield’s ladies. In some ways I feel the writers have written themselves into this corner with no return. So as someone who has invested, deeply, in all these women’s lives – I more than worry. I feel a little sick. But, again, I’m invested. So I’ll watch. And worry. And hope that what I know can’t end well will. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, April 13, 2017

The Good Recap

Just a reminder, folks, that I am still recapping “The Good Fight” over at Autostraddle. This coming Sunday is the first season finale. But you can catch up on all the recaps here. And, I’d love it if you did. Also, it’s a smart, smart show and I think you’ll like it – I really do. And, man, has it been fun to recap. Sure, it’s not perfect. It’s had some issues, particularly with the disappearing girlfriend. She’s back now, I hope for good. And there have even been some lady kisses. Mostly I am glad such a sharp, female-focused show that hates Donald Trump almost as much as I do is on the air. People always say loving the same things makes for a strong relationship. And that’s true. But it sure doesn’t hurt to hate the same things, too. Thanks for reading my recaps. One left, kittens.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

There Will Be Blood

After last week’s series of spectacular, spectacular, spectacular (even if old) failures in the advertising world (though, whew, thanks Pepsi for ending racism!), here is an ad that is actually good. Very, very, very good, in fact. It came out last year across the pond. But for those who might have missed it then or want to relive the glory, here is possibly the very first advertisement about periods that actually shows blood. No, relax, not that blood. But is ridiculous, really, that something 51 percent of the population does once a month still gets cloaked in so much embarrassment and squeamishness. Look, almost all women bleed (trans sisters and some others with physical limitations excluded). So, you know, deal with it.

Monday, April 10, 2017

Well Hela There, Stranger

So, like, is it cool if I root for the bad guy in this one? The first “Thor: Ragnarok” trailer is out an it is filled with Cate Blanchett in all her Hela glory – antlers and all. So, as I was saying, is it OK to root for the bad guy on this one? I am also digging the trailer’s Totally 80s vibe. But, seriously, have we talked about Goth Cate Blanchett? Sure, that helmet headress thingie seems a little ... pointy. But I still wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating poached eggs over creamed spinach, if you know what I mean.

Look, I like a Norse god as much as the next gal. But who says we have to always root for the blond guy? Judge for yourself.

p.s. For all you “Lost Girl” fans in withdrawl, Ragnarok gives us a little sweet nostalgia with Valkyries and trips to Hel. Now all we need is a bisexual succubus and a doctor wearing hotpants.

We Will

Well here is something lovely to start your week. This short film was created in support of marriage equality in Australia. May this be your year you fully achieve it, mates. Until then, keep up the good fight and hold on to those you love tight.

Friday, April 07, 2017

My Weekend Sing

When you're weary, feeling small, when tears are in your eyes – you should definitely sing “Time After Time” by Cyndi Lauper. As some of you with way-back memories will remember, it was one of my father’s favorite songs. And she is, of course, a longtime Friend of the Blog. So please enjoy this sing-along, and don’t be shy. Join in. You’ll feel better, I promise. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, April 06, 2017

Anti-Christian Lesbian Underground, Unite!

Hello, gay birds. In these alternately ridiculous and horrible and ridiculously horrible times, one of the best coping mechanisms is just simple laughter. There’s a point it seems in almost every day when I just can’t take the headlines anymore. I have to stop checking Twitter and stop reading the news. And I have to find something else to make it all seem a little less awful. (Man, this week has been a fucking doozy, no?) Another thing, along with and sometimes at the same time as laughter, that I find helps is donating to a worthy cause. So, like Tina Fey, I am also a card-carrying member of the American Christian Lesbian Underground. Kidding, kidding – I’m not Christian. But I am a card-carrying member of the American Civil Liberties Union. And I can attest to how nice it feels to give to them, no matter how small. So please enjoy Tina extoling the virtue of the ACLU and the horrors of Trump’s America. In my resistance, there is always laugher.

Wednesday, April 05, 2017

That Anne Girl

So, as you know, Anne of Green Gables is one of my things. I love her, I love the books, I love Megan Follows. So when Netflix announced the new series, I was excited and skeptical and nostalgic. It has been a slow reveal, with just a teaser trailer so far. But now the official trailer is out and while I still can’t say I’ll love it, I can say I’ve fallen in love all over again with Green Gables. There’s a reason I made my family vacation in Prince Edward Island one summer. And it’s that P.E.I. is as much a part of the books as the characters. And from what I can see so far, gosh doesn’t she look pretty?

So far, I actually think it feels pretty authentic. The new Anne is scrawnier and gawkier than Megan’s Anne, which actually works for the books. But she also looks a tad on the Pippi Longstocking side, to me at least. I can’t tell if she’ll have the same winsome charm. But I am willing to give this Anne a chance. Though she’d better start calling Diana her “bosom friend” instead of just “best friend.” If they change that I shall be most cross.

Tuesday, April 04, 2017

Gay Company

Ding, dong, the companion is gay. Who is gay? The companion is gay! Dong, dong, the companion is gayyyyyy. Look, it’s not every day venerable 54-year-old pop culture institution breaks through a symbolic barrier and gives us our first out leading character. BBC announced that for the first time the Doctor’s companion on “Doctor Who” will be a gay woman. Biracial actress Pearl Mackie plays the new companion Bill Potts. According to reports, her sexuality is revealed “pretty much straightaway in her second line of dialogue.” As Mackie told the BBC:

“[Being gay] is not the main thing that defines her character – it’s something that’s part of her and something that she’s very happy and very comfortable with.”
Now, the Doctor Who universe has had queer characters in it before. Captain Jack Harkness, Madame Vastra the lizard woman from the dawn of time and her wife Jenny, and so on. (And, was it just me or did River Song seem pretty wibbly wobbly on the Kinsey Scale? Spoilers!) But to have the companion be outright gay, well that’s something.

I’ve been an on-again, now off-again watcher of “Doctor Who.” Because of the show’s long (long, long, longlongong) history and complex (cough, occasionally convoluted, cough) storylines I sometimes feel like I’ve been dropped in the middle of a multigenerational family reunion where no one wears name tags while watching. I watched quite a bit of the 10th and 11th Doctors. I will admit to having watched none of the 12th Doctor, mostly as part of my lingering disappointment that they chose yet another straight white male character as the last of the Time Lords. But I think I might give his last season a go with Bill by his side now and cross my fingers for the 13th Doctor, whoever she may be. Ahem.

p.s. How can you not already adore a gay lady who serves chips? Heck yeah, I’ll have fries with that Tardis shake.

p.p.s. Well this is rather disappointing. Has Pearl already been given the boot before a single episode airs? Now that is the worst kind of spoilers.

Monday, April 03, 2017

Grab 'Em By The Gender Parity

You know, it still makes me sad to see Hillary. Sad, and mad. And so fucking disgusted that America couldn’t get over its internalized sexism and just give the smart, qualified, hard-working woman the job instead of human trash compactor of a man. It’s little surprise when a new survey shows only 52 percent of millennial men between the age of 18 and 25 (you know, your prototypical Bernie Bros and Trump Trainers) disagree that men should be the breadwinners and women the homemakers in a family. That’s the lowest it has been since the late 1970s, and it appears to be on a downward trend. (By contract, 74 percent of women the same age disagree with that statement.) Anyway, this is just another way of saying sexism, she ain’t over. And until we get over it, and all of the other –ism and –phobias we artificially place on each other to separate us and feel superior, this shit won’t end and we’ll be stuck having to deal with the Donald Trumps of the world. Also, damn, Hillary’s leather blazer is on point.

Friday, March 31, 2017

My Weekend Laugh

How bad have things gotten? Well, even 5-year-olds knows our current president is a joke. Speaking of jokes, this one is pretty good. Gotta laugh to keep from, I don’t know, smashing everything in sight and then crying endlessly. Or however else you cope. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, March 30, 2017


So everything is bad, except for this, which is good. This year keeps bringing new, real horrors. (Let’s see, the GOP congress has voted to OK polluting streams, killing hibernating animals and selling your online browsing history. Oh, and Donald fucking Trump is president.) But, this, this is a good thing amid the terrible. Entertainment Weekly reunited almost (alas, no Giles or Faith, alas) the entire cast of “Buffy the Vampire Slayer.” And it was glorious. On the anniversary date earlier this month I already waxed on (and off – sorry, wrong nostalgia) about what the show has meant to me. But, as I said on Autostraddle, the best thing the Buffy did was open generations up to the radical realization that there is no such thing as just a girl.

So with this reunion, I just want to sit back and enjoy. Also, Willow and Tara Alyson and Amber look great, no? I am just pretending Oz isn’t there. Also I guess they had to leave Miss Kitty Fantastico at home.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Dystopian Days

Remember when we used to watch dystopian fiction for fun and relaxation instead of as instruction manuals for the resistance? Yeah, so do I. But here we are and here is the latest trailer for “The Handmaid’s Tale.” I will be recapping this series for Autostraddle and am both excited and anxious about the task ahead. Excited because it looks excellent and anxious because in this political climate it’s possible to be almost a little too on the nose. Like when a roomful of white men sits around discussing whether health insurance should have to cover women’s maternity care and women’s preventative care or not. Yeah. Like I was saying, a little on the nose.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

The Trumperfly Effect

Imagine, if you will, an alternate timeline. A timeline where Emma Thompson goes out on a date with Donald Trump in 1998 after he calls her out of the blue while she is in her trailer. A timeline where they then fall in love and get married. A timeline where he finally realizes women are not just trophies to acquire or objects to ogle or things to serve him. A timeline where he finally learns that women are real human people who can be smart and funny and wonderful. A timeline where having a good, decent person in his life who is not a paid sycophants or a family member benefiting from his constant nepotism actually makes a difference. A timeline where then for the next 18 years instead of brooding about how to obtain more wealth and how to show off his power and how to vanquish his enemies, he just lives a quiet, happy life. A timeline where he stops feeling inadequate. A timeline where he stops worrying if his father ever loved him. Hell, a timeline where he even stops hating black and brown and foreign people. A timeline where he votes for Barack Obama – twice. Imagine, imagine if those butterfly wings had fluttered slightly faster how different our universe’s timeline could be.

Just kidding. I wouldn’t wish Donald Trump on anyone, let alone anyone as lovely as Emma Thompson.

Monday, March 27, 2017

Wifeys for Lifeys

Well this is perhaps the most joyful start to any week since Jan. 20. Actress Samira Wiley and writer Lauren Morelli got married over the weekend. The couple who have been the real-life resident lovebirds of “Orange Is the New Black” since 2014 announced their engagement last October. And now they’ve tied the knot in lovely white outfits by Christian Siriano with an official write-up in Martha Stewart Weddings and everything. And there was apparently confetti. Come on, how fun and lovely and glorious is that? Mazel tov to the happy couple. May they have a long and wonderful life together filled with all the confetti life can throw at them.

Friday, March 24, 2017

My Weekend Crush

IDGAF Frances McDormand is my favorite Frances McDormand of all. And in the new trailer for “Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri,” No Fucks To Give Frances is her finest form. Now that’s a way to kick start a weekend. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

C'est Mirrenifique

Look, this is also an ad. But, like the one that started out our week, this one is at least an ad worth watching. Why? A couple reasons. First, there has been far too little Helen Mirren on these pages recently. And you all know how much a love a great dame. And second, Helen Mirren is speaking French. And you all know how much I love to see a great dame speaking French. So here you go. Deux grandes choses qui vont bien ensemble.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017


Just a reminder that Anne Hathaway is ridiculously talented. Sure, she gets flack for having the audacity to both a) try bard hard and b) be a woman. But, and I repeat, she is ridiculously talented. First, she can lip sync better than any other celebrity in the world. And now (yes, I know this video is old, but its new to me) she can rap better than any one who was the star of something called “The Princess Diaries” should ever be able to rap. Yeah, bring your Anne Hathaway hate. Because she can take it, and bring it. Oh, can she bring it.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

A Demon That Your Parents Knoooooow

After a full day of adulating yesterday (kittens, I bought a lawnmower and everything), I feel the need to return to some joyful abandon. And there’s no joyful abandon better than deeply weird joyful abandon. So please enjoy this reprise of “Outside Bones” by your friend and mine, Mr. Titus Andromedon. FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT!

p.s. This still technically counts as lesbian content because of Judy Gold’s priceless reaction.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Hold On Now

Damn, Down Under. You just made me straight-up cry. In my ongoing effort to start each week with a little joy, here is a little love from our friends in New Zealand and Australia. Yeah, I know it’s an ad from a bank. But when it has an emotional hold like this, who can resist? Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, March 17, 2017

My Weekend Parody

Since this is my trailer week, how about a trailer for a fake movie I would really watch? I don’t know how this escaped me the first time around. But now that another one of these in in the theaters, why not? As fun as it is to poke fun at lesbian stereotypes, the deleted scene is actually my favorite. Though, come on gay ladies - who flushes a tampon? Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Gods of Carnage

So this is my week to post trailers, apparently. Next up, the new trailer for “American Gods.” The new series from Bryan Fuller (Mr. “Pushing Daisies,” “Hannibal,” “Wonderfalls”) looks…well, it certainly looks. It actually might blend the two sides of Fuller perfects – the fantastical and the carnagetastical. I won’t pretend to super understand the premise (nor have I read the Neil Gaiman on which it is based). But, looks like we’ve got a ton of old gods fighting a ton of new gods resulting in bloods – so much blood. The first two trailers are very, very (very, very, very) dude heavy. But the good news is we get our first glimpse of Kristin Chenoweth as Easter. Cheno in this bloods and battle show? I know, it’s crazypants. But the person they probably purposely left out, and why I’m extra intrigued, is Gillian Anderson stars as Media. We have only seen a couple teaser shots of her so far as Media (dressed as Marilyn Monroe, no less, because her character takes the form of celebrities apparently). So what do you think? Cheno and Gillian together sealing the whole bloody deal? We shall see.

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Wonder Where

Well, add another thing to the annals of “Men Ruin Everything.” Here we have a perfectly good movie about Amazon life in Themyscira, and then, boom, a dude drops in and everything goes to hell. Fine, so maybe he doesn’t ruin everything. Like, I’m still pretty excited to see this movie and rejoice in all the Amazonian badassery. Robin Wright! Connie Nielsen! Lucy Davis not an Amazon, but very funny)! I’m not 100 percent sure what accent they’re all affecting. (Like, are they trying to copy Gal Gadot’s natural accent?) Also, no sign of the signature spin.
But, yeah, I’m still totally into it.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Rough Decision

So remember yesterday when I was like, “THIS MOVIE TRAILER IS MY REASON TO LIVE?” Of course you do, it is also now yours. Well here’s another movie trailer which is not exactly life affirming (actually sorta the exact opposite), but I still have a keen interest in for a number of reasons – as well as one very big reservation.

Reasons to love in no particular order:

- Scarlett Johansson, love her plus she is sporting the hair that has led to all sorts of amazing red carpet amazingness.
- Kate McKinnon, obviously love her and her mystery accent (like, I think it is Australian, but then maybe not).
- Ilana Glazer, clearly love her.
- Zoë Kravitz, again love her even though it makes me feel a little weird because I also loved her mom.
- Jillian Bell, I don’t really know her that well but she certainly seems if not entirely lovable then very funny.
- Written and directed by Lucia Aniello from “Broad City,” which duh, I love.
Reason to not love:
- Seriously, the whoops we killed a stripper thing? The whole, oh no, we have to get rid of the body thing? The world doesn’t really need a gender swapped “Very Bad Things” and/or “The Hangover,” but with more murder. How about you pack all these very, very funny and talented women into a movie that doesn’t feel derivative and dismissive of the lives of sex workers, eh?
So, what do you think? And, for real, what is Kate’s accent? And is it gone there at the end? What’s happening, girl? Just kidding, you know I still love you. Call me (with whatever accent you want).

Monday, March 13, 2017

Atomic Summer Plans

Well, holy fuck. Looks like I have something else to live for in 2017. Look, sometimes something comes into your life you had no idea you needed. Like Cate Blanchett forgetting her gloves on a department store counter. But then, once you’ve seen it, you have no idea how you ever lived without it. Like, how you never knew you wanted to see Charlize Theron play a bisexual superspy who can kill me with her bare hands, but now you can think of literally nothing else in the entire universe you want to see more? Say hello to “Atomic Blonde.”

Look, I have no idea whether this film will be any good. It’s from the director of “John Wick,” which a lot of people love but I have steadfastly avoided because told me dog death is an integral part of the plot. As I do not see any canine companions in this trailer, I will take my chances. Also, there’s that whole bit about her getting very hot and very sweaty with a French female spy which, oh la la. (p.s. oh la la is obviously code for I rewound that part four times, please, like you didn’t). And, regardless, spending two hours or so staring at Charlize’s face, bruised or otherwise, is never a bad use of one’s time. So, yeah, hello to my new reason to live until at very least summer 2017.

Friday, March 10, 2017

My Weekend Buffy

If you were to distill “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” down to one scene, it would be the beginning of “The Gift.” The fifth season finale opens with a teenage boy running for his life into a dark alley. Behind him a vampire stalks, ready for the easy kill. And then a side door opens and this young blond woman pops her head out casually. The boy begs her to get help, or run. The demon thinks she’ll make a nice snack. She then proceeds to summarily kick his ass and save the boy. The cowering teen looks at her afterward bewildered and says, “How’d you do that? … You’re just a girl?” That’s right. Underestimate girls at your own peril, monsters.

“Buffy the Vampire Slayer” turns 20 today, and it will go down in history as a show with a silly name that demanded we take women and girls seriously. The silly name, you see, was very much the point. The series was always about defying people’s expectations, specifically those placed on women and girls.

Over at Autostraddle several of the writers celebrated the show’s anniversary and discussed what the show meant to them, yours truly included. You can check it out right here.

What Buffy means to women, smashing the “just a girl” paradigm, is intricately bound to what Buffy means to me as a gay woman. Buffy was the first show to show me what it meant to fall in love as a gay woman. Not just what it meant to come out, not just what it meant to be gay. But what it meant to find someone you liked, fear they might not like (or love like) you, realize they do and then rejoice in your love. It was intoxicating to watch every week. It was, in so many ways, a lifeline. A validation that you weren’t the only one feeling those extra flamey feelings – or wanting to feel those extra flamey feelings. Yes, there was the whole tragic death at your true moment of happiness thing.

Buffy was also the first show to get me into TV fandoms. It was the first online community that I embraced and made me understand the power of loving a show together. Yes, I was a member of the Kitten Board. Hell, I even bought a T-shirt.

So for all those reasons, and for so many more, Buffy will always be the chosen show in my life. And it is a reminder that there is never such a things as “Just a girl.” We’re all extraordinary, in our own ways. And can – if given a chance – save the world. Maybe even a lot. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, March 09, 2017

Anne Again

Hey, here’s some good gay news! We’re about to get what sounds like some primo period-piece lesbian television content. HBO and BBC One are teaming up to create “Shibden Hall,” a new eight-part drama series created and written by Sally Wainwright of “Last Tango in Halifax” and “Happy Valley” fame. The drama is based on the real life of English landowner and prolific diarist Anne Lister. Set in 1832, the drama follows the “charismatic, single-minded, swashbuckling” Lister who “walked like a man, dressed head-to-foot in black, and charmed her way into high society” and he plans to marry a woman. See! Gay stuff! Gay!

Now, those of you who pay attention to gay stuff on the television will remember that this is not the BBC’s first shot at Anne Lister. Back in 2010, BBC produced the TV movie “The Secret Diaries of Miss Anne Lister” about her life. Interestingly, none of the mainstream media reports on the new project mentioned this fact, but us gay ladies never forget.

I can’t say I love, loved “The Secret Diaries of Miss Anne Lister.” It was a tad melodramatic and had a lot of wailing in anguish. The new miniseries has a fine pedigree with Wainwright at the helm (and she also has some lesbo street cred from “Last Tango in Halifax”). And the BBC certainly has a thing for lesbian period pieces (see “Tipping the Velvet,” “Fingersmith,” “Affinity,” et al). So time will tell. But, hey, more ladies being swashbuckling, gender-bending and super gay on TV is always a good thing.

Here is the trailer for the previously produced “The Secret Diaries of Miss Anne Lister,” as a refresher.

Wednesday, March 08, 2017

A Day Without This Woman

So it's A Day Without A Woman Day. We are being encouraged to wear red, not engage in paid and/or unpaid work if possible and not spend money unless at small, woman or minority-owned businesses. So here I am doing my part.

And, to put you in the mood, here is a fella singing a little strike music for you. Enjoy, ladies. See you on the flips side.

Tuesday, March 07, 2017

Otterly Perfect Resistance

Oof. I spent a sleepless night tossing and turning with nightmares/realities about the Trump cabinet pillaging our society's most essential institutions. And then today, the GOP Obamacare repeal bill proves once and for all they are the party that believes poor people don't deserve health care while rich people do deserve tax cuts. I need to stare at this otter saying hello to shake my unending despair about the destruction of our democracy. Hello, otter. Thank you.

Monday, March 06, 2017

A Kindly Monday

It’s important, now more than ever, to start each week on a high note. And this song is a very, very, very high note. Granted, there are no lesbians. Or any discernable ladies. And, yes, there is an overabundance of white boy facial hair. But I am willing to overlook Passenger’s shortcomings because of the content of the lyrics these characters wrote. This is the jauntiest little protest song you ever did hear. And I’d be willing to wager you’ll be humming this wonderful ditty all week long. Given our new, illegitimate president plans to sign his new, illegitimate Muslim Ban, today, I say we all give it a full-throated sing along. Happy Monday resistance, kittens.

Friday, March 03, 2017

My Weekend Crush

As Trump readies his new – though certainly no less terrible – Muslim Ban, I thought it might be a good time to share Valerie’s Letter again. For no reason, really. Just totally out of the blue, actually. Apropos of nothing, truly. I just felt like remembering my favorite part of “V for Vendetta.” You know, the part where the lesbian prisoner scribbles her life story out for someone to find about how she had roses and kisses but then war and authoritarianism and ominous sounding policies like the “Articles of Allegiance” happened and different became dangerous and they took people from their homes and their beds and now there are no roses just despair and ultimately death. Yeah, that part.

It’s not because we have a new president hell-bent on declaring the “others” the enemy with ominous sounding policies like V.O.I.C.E. (which stands for Victims Of Immigration Crime Engagement, which even grammatically is wrong beyond belief). It’s also not because he has commissioned the Department of Homeland Security to publish regular lists of supposed immigrant crimes. It’s not because his policies are having people snatched for deportation from hospitals and churches and courthouses and press conferences by ICE agents overjoyed at their new freewheeling authority. Never mind reports that show immigrants are actually less likely to commit crimes than native-born citizens. Never mind that publishing lists of Jewish crimes was something done to foment hatred toward them during World War II by the actual, goddamn Nazis. None of this matters when there’s an “other” to hate, apparently. But, again, there’s no reason I felt like sharing this clip today. I just wanted to watch Valerie and Ruth and all those beautiful roses, I guess. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, March 02, 2017

Take Me To Your...My Face! My Face!

So last week NASA discovers 7 new possibly life-sustaining planets in the TRAPPIST-1 system. And this week we get the new trailer for “Alien” Covenant.” It’s the second in the planned “Alien” prequel series (the first was “Prometheus” which, somehow, I did not realize was an “Alien” prequel in the first place…) Anyway, it all looks kinda grim and very face-huggy (and back splitty – gross). Though I do like the gender parity, which I guess is a necessity if you are going to start a whole new civilization from scratch and all. But, yeah, needless to say things do not seem to go as planned. Also, space suits, people. Space suits. Still, despite the apparent carnage, given how things are going on Earth, if given the choice to colonize a new planet I’d probably take it. I mean, we’ve got face-eaters here, too. They’re just a tiny bit less literal.

p.s. I think the whole “colonize” other planets thing excludes the possibility for us gays to tag along. But, here’s my plan, become indispensable in some other essential survival skill. Sadly, I don’t know if TV recapping is needed to terraform a new world. But, you never know.
p.p.s. Speaking of TV recapping, those “The Good Fight” recaps are swinging right along at Autostraddle. You can check them out here.

Wednesday, March 01, 2017

The Brave One

One of the only positives out of our new political nightmare is the number of people – everyday folks, famous folks, semi-famous folks – who are coming out to resist. Sure, it sucks that it takes a staggeringly unqualified, unhinged, untruthful and uncompassionate man ascending to the most powerful position in the world to finally make so many speak up. But who has time for quibbles when basic civil rights and the very definition of facts are at stake. Some people, more than makes sense really, love to tell celebrities to shut up. We don’t want to hear your opinions! Shut up and dance and/or act and/or sing! Strangely, these same angry people don’t scream this when those Duck Dynasty guys or Ted Nugent or Chachi or DONALD FUCKING TRUMP WHO IS A REALITY TV STAR YOU FUCKING DUMBASS HYPOCRITES do the exact same thing.

*deep cleaning breath, hold it for 10 seconds, hold it for 10 seconds more, another 10, start turning blue, grind your teeth, and release*

Anyway. I, for one, think celebrities have just as much right to voice their opinions as us unfamous rabble. They pay taxes, they vote, they are real, live human people. In fact, in the face of such an unprecedented attack on the very foundation of our democracy (again, President Bannon full-on spelled it and said his goal is destruction – DESTRUCTION), I feel it is imperative they do.

I won’t lie, I was even a little disappointed there wasn’t more fiery talk at the Oscars. Sure, there were subtle (and a few less subtle) mentions. But nothing high profile à la Meryl and her “take your broken heart, make it into art” glory.

Right, I swear I am getting to my point. And that is among those newly vocal, newly public celebrities is my long-time crush (first Weekend Crush, in fact) Jodie Foster. Jodie has long been intensely private, which tends to happen when a crazed man with a gun stalks you and then shoots the President of the United States to try to impress you. (p.s. two of the last four Republican presidents have been celebrities versus zero of the last four Democratic presidents, but who are star fuckers?)

But last week Jodie took part in an anti-Trump protest rally before the Oscars. Good for her. And good for all of them. Look, folks, the more people in the resistance the better. Also, funny fact, these actor types are kind of good at this whole talking in public thing. And they aren’t half bad to look at, either. Whodathunkit?

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

SGALGG Oscar Edition

Yeah, I still am not over how the Oscars ended. Or how many people (not you, Casey Affleck) who I was genuinely rooting for won. Or that it took until 2017 for the first LGBT film/first film with a black cast/first film directed by a black director to win. All these wonderful, barrier-break moments plus a lotta straight gals acting like gay gals? Some nights are just lucky, I guess.

Emma Stone & Some Lady

Kuddos to Some Lady for totally going for it with Emma.

Michelle Williams & Busy Philipps

Michelle is looking at Busy like she can’t believe her dream date agreed to go with her to prom.

Octavia Spencer & Janelle Monae

Meanwhile Janelle is beaming like she can’t believe Octavia accepted her invitation to dance at prom.

Amy Adams & Elizabeth Banks

Elizabeth is doing everything she can to maintain eye contact and not get lost in Amy’s cleavage.

Jennifer Aniston & Nicole Kidman

Jennifer is explaining to Nicole that Keith is obviously just a sad doppelgänger (cut, chunky highlights) for her and she should face her real attractions.

Taraji P. Henson & Mimi Valdes

Taraji is really, really trying to steal Pharrell’s Oscar date. And It’s working.

Charlize Theron & Shirley MacLaine

Charlize isn’t acting particularly gay towards Shirley, but her ponytail is.

Scarlett Johansson

President of the Alternative Lifestyle Haircut Lovers Club.

Kate McKinnon & Katie Couric

You know Kate is making Katie consider it. You know.

Viola Davis

Gay or straight, Viola is giving this face for all womankind disgusted that this sexual harasser is now an Oscar winner.

Monday, February 27, 2017

Beauty in the Moonlight

Well, that was nuts. But that wonderful kind of nuts that you can’t believe really happened. And you rewind. And you rewind. And you rewind, just to make sure I really did. The universe does not give us too many second shots to make things right. And when it does they are very, very rarely this for of instant gratification Like, about a minute after instant. But “Moonlight” winning for Best Picture at the Oscars was right. Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoyed “La La Land.” I love the retro feel and vibrant colors. It was lovely. But “Moonlight,” well “Moonlight” was something else entirely. “Moonlight” was important.

A movie about growing up gay and black in America. A movie about the complexity of modern masculinity. A movie about love.

And the first LGBTQ movie to win a best picture Oscar. It has done what “Philadelphia,” “Brokeback Mountain,” “The Kids Are All Right,” “Carol” and more could not accomplish (and, in some cases weren’t even nominated for – still bitter for Carol Aird). And, no less significant, it is the first film with an all-black cast, and the first film with a black director to take home the honor.

“Moonlight” is the antithesis to our current political climate. A movie that lovingly explores growing up poor, black and gay. A movie that reinforces how essential it is to tell diverse stories. A movie that reminds us how important it is for us to see our lives reflected back at us. If we cannot find mirrors, how will be know what we look like – and be reassured that we are OK?

Now, more than ever, telling these kind of stories in essential. Representation matters. It always matters. Congratulations, “Moonlight.” Now, time for a gay ladies movie to do the same thing.

p.s. Yes, I am still pissed about “Carol” not even getting a best picture nomination. I will always be pissed about that.