I occasionally spend a little more time on something I've written that goes beyond just review or recap. Sometimes it's a personal essay through the lens of film/tv or a deeper dive.
This post includes spoilers for "Butter on the Latch." This is meant to be more of an in-depth analysis of the film's exploration of sexual trauma (as opposed to a review), so it's probably going to be useless/boring if you haven't
Growing up in small town Pennsylvania, I didn't meet many people who lived the childfree existence that I envisioned for myself. In desperate need of a role model, I grasped onto any TV character I could find. It wasn't until I found Cristina "single malt
I'm going to be honest: I am not doing great. My husband, an anesthesiologist in his final year of residency, will spend at least three weeks in the hospital's COVID-19 unit starting Monday. If anything happened to him, I don't know what I would
I first watched this movie with my mom when I was a college freshman, home for holiday break in 2007. We rented it from Netflix (mail order DVDs, baby) and watched it the week before Christmas with a few other classics like "Home Alone 2: Lost in New York&
Few movies make me more nostalgic for New York than "When Harry Met Sally." As we move through the seasons, visiting Central Park in autumn and Coney Island in the spring, it's easy to imagine a young person watching for the first time and dreaming about
As someone who has always been just as much into fictional worlds as the real one, I've had some hardcore crushes on nonexistent humans over the years. From Daniel Striped Tiger to Howard Roark to Weetzie Bat, they've taken many forms and ranged from 'friend
On the anniversary of the Women's March and in the midst of #MeToo and #TimesUp, I think it's the right moment to declare that I am fucking done giving my time, money, and energy to shitty men. In 2017, I wrote seventy-three posts about badass female
