Male Dominance In Hollywood and The Curious Case of Imperator Furiosa

One thing about me that most people don’t know is that I am a huge cinephile. I remember my mom telling me stories of how her and my father often couldn’t find a sitter for me on date night, so I was often dragged along to whatever destination they were headed to that evening — which included the premiere of Aliens 3 in 1992. I wasn’t even a full year old yet. Yeah, I would definitely say my appreciation of film started from an early age. Even though I do admit that modern film is a mixed bag of reboots, bloated superhero films, undesired/undeserved sequels and god awful children’s films, it’s still hard for me to not stand in line for midnight premieres, put up with screaming children, deal with armrest hoggers and the ever irritating ringing phones, just to catch an advance screening of the Fantastic Four reboot. Now even though 2015 cinema hasn’t had much to offer, I have learned quite a few things at the box office so far this year:

Action pieces aside, Avengers: Age of Ultron was a terrible film, and not even getting rid of that baffling Hulk/Widow dynamic or Thor’s 40-minute quest for a bath will change that. I do hope for J.J. Abrams’ sake that Star Wars: The Force Awakens delivers… but if not we’ll always have that nicely done trailer. Inside Out is one of the smartest children’s films I’ve seen since the first two installments of the Shrek series, and everyone on that project deserves to be applauded. Contrary to popular belief, Disney Pixar has not lost a step and…