I actually cannot.
The Lego Movie comes from Phil Lord and Chris Miller, the directors of 21 Jump Street and Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs, not to mention the late, great TV toon, Clone High.
HELP I’M SO HAPPY
I have no idea what’s going on but yeah cool!
omg chris pratt and will arnett
i just shed a happy tear :’)
I am SO on board with this
The 5 times Sokka forgot Toph was blind and the 2 times he didn’t.
First of all:
I am tired.
I am true of heart!
You are tired.
You are true of heart!
— Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (via anythingfortheworkingbuccaneer)
I want to stress this again: In many, many parts of the country right now, if you want to go to see a movie in the theater and see a current movie about a woman — any story about any woman that isn’t a documentary or a cartoon — you can’t. You cannot. There are not any. You cannot take yourself to one, take your friend to one, take your daughter to one.
There are not any.
By far your best shot, numbers-wise, at finding one that’s at least even-handedly featuring a man and a woman is Before Midnight (on 891 screens) so I hope you like it. Because it’s pretty much that or a solid, impenetrable wall of movies about dudes.
Dudes in capes, dudes in cars, dudes in space, dudes drinking, dudes smoking, dudes doing magic tricks, dudes being funny, dudes being dramatic, dudes flying through the air, dudes blowing up, dudes getting killed, dudes saving and kissing women and children, and dudes glowering at each other.
Somebody asked me this morning what “the women” are going to do about this. I don’t know. I honestly am at the point where I have no idea what to do about it. Stop going to the movies? Boycott everything?
They put up Bridesmaids, we went. They put up Pitch Perfect, we went. They put up The Devil Wears Prada, which was in two-thousand-meryl-streeping-oh-six, and we went (and by “we,” I do not just mean women; I mean we, the humans), and all of it has led right here, right to this place. Right to the land of zippedy-doo-dah. You can apparently make an endless collection of high-priced action flops and everybody says “win some, lose some” and nobody decides that They Are Poison, but it feels like every “surprise success” about women is an anomaly and every failure is an abject lesson about how we really ought to just leave it all to The Rock."
The whole article is fantastic, as is pretty much everything Linda Holmes writes.
Fifty years ago today, on June 10, 1963, President John F. Kennedy signed the Equal Pay Act into law, requiring men and women be paid equally for equal work. Argue the statistics whichever way you want, but the pay gap persists. White women earn, on average, 77 cents to the white male dollar. Black woman earn 69 cents, and Latina women earn 57 cents. (Infographic by the lovely Emily Nemens for LeanIn.Org.)