Last night, I went to see the Hollywood-Trying-To-Be-An-Art-Film movie, Arrival. (Come on Hollywood, stick to the Doctor Strange. Leave the art films to the true auteurs.) There is a particular storyline, of Louise who loses her daughter at a young age, that left me emotional. As I get whenever I follow a narrative that involves grief and loss. As one does, I suspect. So this morning, I pulled out Rene Clair’s I Married a Witch, starring Veronica Lake. It’s ridiculous and a farce and it’s from 1942 (so yes, everyone speaks in clipped-sentences, and you’re not sure if these are bastardized British accents or what), but I enjoyed it so much more than the heavy-laden messaging of Arrival. I suppose, that’s what I need right now, silliness to act as a salve for the pain.
Here are some things that might be fun (or not) food for thought.
I love Jane Mount’s perfect bookshelf. I mean. Come on.
Tomorrow is Transgender Day Of Remembrance and Autostraddle has a nice idea.
I may not be able to get pregnant any more (ya, partial hysterectomy!) but I’m very concerned about the future of our rights. BUSTLE is on it.
If you’re a “sexy, curvy woman of color” then I’ve got the fella for you. Barf.
Daily Michelle Obama Hug. She is the woman that keeps on giving.
Annie Leibovitz. I’m so happy you make art and share it with the world.
Kate Brown was elected last week as Governor of Oregon. She’s already doing good things.
Stories like this are a constant reminder why we need affordable health care. Or even–gasp–National Health care.
You gotta love data when they claim that having a child after the age of 35 (like I did) increases your lifespan.
And I love reading about companies that support women. In particular, publishers who focus on publishing women. Here, here!
And finally, Amal Clooney on how we ought to behave in the workplace: “The worst thing that we can do as women is not stand up for each other, and this is something we can practice every day, no matter where we are and what we do — women sticking up for other women, choosing to protect and celebrate each other instead of competing or criticizing one another.”