Movie Review: Little Women
There’s bite to this Jo, a sharpness and even a sadness that takes us beyond “women are good for more than just marriage” and into “what does life look like for a woman who realizes that”.
There’s bite to this Jo, a sharpness and even a sadness that takes us beyond “women are good for more than just marriage” and into “what does life look like for a woman who realizes that”.
Doctor Who, I’ve decided, has a people problem.
Gimme that good girl-on-girl shit
Or, Moonreich Kingdom.
What does it mean to objectify somebody?
Share the cinema-positivity!
Ah! I’m excited. I’m actually excited to write this review. Which is pretty amazing, given that you’d think I would have cast television itself from my home since, you know, that happened. But here’s Doctor Who along again to make everything better, to soothe my troubled soul and remind me that there is good in the world of the small screen once more.
The worst thing about this movie is that it could have been good.
You know, I can’t think of many literary characters who’ve had a worse time of it than Lucy Westenra.
Yes, Rob Zombie is on this list.