I can’t. I can’t even. I literally can’t even write coherently about how much I loved Mad Max: Fury Road. So for now, I will leave you with the fact that I loved it so much it has moved me to write my very first fan fiction EVER.
Month: May 2015
Everyone We Know is Queer: Cate Blanchett Edition
Cate Blanchett told Variety this week that she has had “many” relationships with women. We’ve won the internet, I’m going home.
EDIT: She was misquoted.
We didn’t have very many DVDs when I was growing up (the VHS/DVD changeover happened in my teens). The few we did have were random cast-offs from neighbors, a disparate collection of movies I watched on our brand-new laptop over and over and over again. One of our first was the movie Elizabeth, starring Cate Blanchett. I first watched it one day when I was home from school with a fever. Tucked up into bed, this is the girl I saw:
Happy Happy Quicklinks: Lily Tomlin’s Hair Needs to Call Me, & Other Goodies
It’s Monday, and Betty Draper’s having a pretty bad week, but that doesn’t have to mean we just sit at our desks waiting to die (or for the weekend — whichever comes first). Let’s get happy! There’ll be only good news in these quicklinks.
- Lest you forget about the amazingness that is brewing, here are some stills of the next season of OITNB — including the punk-porcelain-doll that is Ruby Rose. Season 3 really can’t come soon enough.
- Speaking of Netflix, have you marathoned Grace and Frankie yet? There’s plenty of queer and human goodness buried in this show, but for now, can I just say: Lily Tomlin’s HAIR.
The Simplest Thing
Maria Bello says that we need new ways of talking about who we are and who we love. She’s not wrong.
Sexual identity is complicated. Love is simple.
When I was coming of age, my story was so much more nuanced than the narratives I read, watched on TV, connected with online, and that confused me.
For many years, it wasn’t that hard to date men. It was fine. I even fell in love with one or two, along the way. That didn’t happen to the gay girls in pop culture (well, besides Willow). It didn’t seem to happen to the people who read or wrote for my online communities, either. Everything seemed so very clear to them: they liked women. They loved women. They wanted to sleep with women. They wanted to marry women, someday, if it was ever legalized. Meanwhile, I didn’t know what I wanted. I just wanted…more than what I had with men. So what was I?