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I am writing this on what could be the last day of an entire era of human history. The AI bubble is stretched to its breaking point, and it does resemble an actual, birthday party soap bubble: massive, misshapen, hovering a foot or so above the spiky grass of the back yard. Even a child…
On June 20th, 2021, Amazon founder and pathological wealth hoarder Jeff Bezos ascended into inner space in a rocket made in his own image. The news coverage of this event went to sometimes elaborate lengths to frame a billionaire’s joyride as proof that a Great Man’s achievements are the fundamental metric of a successful society.…
Hello and welcome to Sapphic Cinema, a column series that resembles Sufjan Stevens’ series of albums about American states, in that each is a beloved masterpiece I haven’t done one in a long time, and it’s increasingly clear I will never get to them all. But I have returned because writing about the lesbian film…
Well hello there! It’s been a while, hasn’t it? After a yearlong hiatus from The Dart, I recently decided to return and use this space to resurrect some of my vast (and I do mean vast) back catalogue of writing. These are pieces that were originally posted on AfterEllen, and then erased from existence. (The…
I think I have discovered a new emotion, since it happened. Well, not “new,” exactly, but a mixture of the familiar primary colors into a new shade. There’s rage, of course, although not the bright, boiling one I know best–this one is muted, designed to keep itself burning instead of burning itself out. Grief–the kind…
In the past few weeks, the world has given us two iconic visions of female power: The women in these photographs have much in common and much that separates them. One holds a trophy aloft in a parade, the other quietly dons a ring. One is as unmistakably American as the other is…
(This review was originally published on January 5, 2016.) You know that part in The Lord of The Rings when Galadriel hands Frodo a vial full of light from the most beloved star of the elves? Well, if Galadriel had been a lesbian (I mean clearly she and Celeborn had some kind of “arrangement”), that…
(This review was originally published on October 2, 2015.) Hello and welcome back to Sapphic Cinema, the column series that has made my YouTube homepage the most embarrassing place on Earth. This week we look at 2009’s Viola di Mare (which translates as The Purple Sea, because I guess things are are different colors if…
(This review was originally published on September 25, 2015.) But I’m A Cheerleader is one of the five best lesbian movies ever made. I’m not telling you what the others are, but I’ve preemptively dusted off a spot on the podium for Carol; I pray it earns it. Now, it has long been my belief…
(This review was originally published on August 21, 2015.) I may be the only lesbian on Earth who likes Room in Rome. Its Netflix rating, which you’d think would be buoyed up by our demographic (or at least straight guys who dig the nudity), is a paltry two and a half stars. I was talking…
(This review was originally published on August 21, 2015.) Hello and welcome back to Sapphic Cinema, the column series that is seriously messing with the recommendations on my mom’s Netflix account. This week’s selection is 1996’s Bound, the directorial debut of the Wachowskis and the cultural moment at which half of America’s lesbians got dumb…