So now you’ve heard about the AWESOME time Layne and Elysia had at Slash Pines (by the way, I want to know where the name of the festival came from. Does it take place in a forest where all the trees look like this: //\\/\/\\///\?).
But what did the other Chickz do that weekend?! This is the question you didn’t even know was burning a hole in your brain until just now! Basically, we partied. Also, Lindsey and I, along with our friend Ben, went to see “Sucker Punch.” And Ashley and our buddy Spencer went to see “Insidious,” which made them unable to use the bathroom alone for at least four hours after the film. Also I went to Butler to watch them win their game against that one team, before they lost the final game on Monday against that other team. But most importantly, THERE WERE PARTIES IN THE STREETS. That was fun. While I was gone, Ashley wore a mink coat around Muncie.
BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT THIS POST IS ABOUT, BECAUSE THERE ARE ENOUGH CHICKLITZ HISTORIANS AND I DON’T EVEN OWN A CAMERA.
So let’s get down to business (to defeat the Huns #Mulan).
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So yes, I went to see “Sucker Punch.” Did I know it was probably going to suck? Yes. Did it suck? Mostly. It was neat looking and I was entertained. That’s about all it had to offer. So why did I see it?
Okay, I genuinely like to support films that have women headlining them. And this one has, like, six women. You see, if these films fail, Hollywood won’t blame the director (unless it’s a female director) and they won’t blame the timing, or the quality of the film. They will blame it on the fact that “people don’t see films about women.” As someone who loves pop culture and who wants to see more Hollywood films that reflect a larger variety of experiences and treat women as equal to men, I feel a responsibility to support as many films about women as I can. I saw “Sex and the City” in theaters, and I’d never even seen the show, nor could I relate to ANYTHING about it (if it was called “Celibate in the City,” that’d be a different story). Continue reading
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