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Thelma & Louise (1991)
This film isn't pro-female; it's anti-male.
I wish I could give negative stars. Joe Bob Briggs was right: the only thing distinguishing "Thelma and Louise" from the crappy flicks that Gilbert Gottfried and Rhonda Shear used to present on USA Up All Night is that the makers and promoters of the latter didn't intend their over-the-top misandry to be taken seriously.
This film's heavy-handed political correctness speaks volumes about the zeitgeist of the early 1990s, a time when the mainstream media treated Marxist feminist Catharine A. MacKinnon as an unbiased expert on male sexuality and celebrated the infamous Lorena Bobbit as something of a folk hero worthy of emulation. Students of the 1990s as history will find "Thelma and Louise" of interest, but I can't otherwise recommend this film to anyone but the most ardent man-hater. Even the tendentious "Higher Learning" was better written and more entertaining.
The Millionaire Matchmaker (2008)
Apparently, men are nothing more than walking wallets, and women are nothing more than brainless gold-diggers.
What a load of sexist tripe! Apparently, men are nothing more than walking wallets, and women are nothing more than brainless gold-diggers. Why should women have to work at all, the thinking goes, if they can just find a gullible sugar-daddy instead? And why should a well-to-do woman ever have to settle for a man who isn't richer than she? After all, the sole measure of a man's worth is his bank account, not his character. Gender equality is so overrated, or so we're supposed to think. Piffle!
If you're looking for something more wholesome, do yourself a favor and rent a hardcore porno flick instead of watching this show. One's I.Q. is bound to decrease ten percent just by sitting through five minutes of this garbage. If I could, I'd give this show a thousand negative stars.
A Judgment in Stone (1986)
She cooks, she cleans, she kills ... but she doesn't read.
It's unfortunate that this adaptation of Ruth Rendell's excellent novella "A Judgement in Stone" has dispensed with Giles Mont and replaced him with the comparatively weakly drawn Bobby Coverdale. Giles, the possibly autistic son of Jacqueline Coverdale, is an exquisite foil to Eunice Parchman; both Giles and Eunice isolate themselves from society, though Giles does so by obsessive reading, and Eunice does so by obsessively avoiding the printed word. Giles, through an indefatigable search for his spiritual leanings, also works as a foil to Joan Smith, whose shallow but militant religious fanaticism drives her to conspire in the murder of the Coverdales.
Rita Tushingham is excellent as Eunice Parchman, but she alone can't make up for what the screenplay lacks. What a shame.