No Masterminds Behind "Masterminds"

Hi team!

Husband and I are in the midst of a really wonderful trip celebrating the anniversary of our wedding, so I'll keep today's post brief.  Also, because my internet connection whilst abroad is not terribly strong, today's post may be imageless and underly researched.  Apologies for these perhaps insurmountable inconveniences!

One of the many ways that Husband reveals his deep thoughtfulness is by downloading movies for us to watch while we're in transit so we can kill time even when we don't have internet (i.e., on long flights or when we can't sleep because of jet lag/dramatic time zone changes).  Intelligently, he generally makes selections on the lighter side of things.

"The Lego Movie" was one of the MAJOR coups of this strategy, as we watched it while abroad and I immediately fell so deeply in love with that film.

I also fell ever more so in love with Husband via transitive properties of love, as follows:

Husband gave me "The Lego Movie" --> 

I love "The Lego Movie" --> 

I now love Husband 0.25% more  

Or is that a mediational effect?  I should know this, especially following my dissertation.

ANYWAY.  So it is not surprising, especially given the love returns on his time and effort investment, that Husband has endeavored to download funny movies while we travel, ever in pursuit of another 0.25% bump.

...Which brings us to "Masterminds" (2016).

Things that are good about "Masterminds":

• It is a movie that exists.  This is helpful when you desire some source of entertainment in aforementioned travel-based scenarios.

• There are approximately 3 +/- genuine laughs in this movie.  Most of them are carried by ladies, like when Kristen Wiig attempts to get herself fired or when Kate McKinnon [WARNING: THIS MIGHT NOT BE HER NAME SO APOLOGIES ALL AROUND THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I AM INTERNETLESS] is all Kate McKinnon-y and frozen-smiley.

• Zach Galifinakis [POSSIBLY INCORRECTLY SPELLED; AGAIN: INTERNETLESS] is sweet, earnest, and fun to watch.  He uses a pronounced Southern accent that is sometimes entertaining.

• The movie has a somewhat amusing plot in which it's pretty much impossible to get emotionally invested.

• It is short.

Things that are not good about "Masterminds":

• I am likely giving him way too much credit for his involvement in Wes Anderson movies I like, but why is Owen Wilson in this??

• I just don't care about bank robbers, robberies, wanting oodles of money with or without earning it, etc.

• It gets really tiresome when pseudo-SNL movies are like OMG DID YOU NOTICE WE'RE DOING A BIT RIGHT NOW and pretend that that's comedy instead of acknowledging that, in actuality, it is acting as if tracts of the script were written in all caps in Comic Sans and Wingdings.  Please just... don't.

• Not loving the insistence on romance between Kristen Wiig and Zach Galifinakis's character.  Feeling guilty for screwing someone over ≠ a lady being in love with you.

• Crunchy tarantula goo and random disembodied ear humor: unnecessary.

• The movie has an only somewhat amusing plot in which it's pretty much impossible to get emotionally invested.

As a result, unless you are in similar deliriously tired and/or trapped on vessel of long-distance travel circumstances, maybe don't bother with "Masterminds."  I gave it a 1.5.

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"Ingrid Goes West" Into Treacherous Territory

Dear friends,

I just saw "Ingrid Goes West" (2017), and I want to tell you about it.

The film tells the tale of Ingrid Thorburn (played by Aubrey Plaza), a lost and lonely young woman plagued by her desperation for connection.  She turns to Instagram as a means of accessing some approximation of intimacy, conflating voyeurism with closeness and the occasional Insta-comment niceties for banter between friends.

After her dramatic destruction of one such "friendship" and a resultant inpatient psychiatric treatment, Ingrid discovers a new potential platonic attachment figure in Taylor Sloane (played by Elizabeth Olsen) and relocates to Los Angeles to pursue a friendship with her.

What follows is by turns darkly hilarious, viscerally cringe-inducing, and deeply unnerving.  While I wouldn't say this makes for comfortable viewing, it is nevertheless fascinating.

Ingrid wraps herself in thicker and thicker folds of lies, bending and breaking various laws along the way, in an effort to establish, shore up, and then defend the relationship she forms with Taylor.  And in part because Taylor is also lost and lonely in a way that only people with painstakingly curated #perfect lives can be, for a time Ingrid's strident maneuvering into Taylor's life actually works.

One of several successes of "Ingrid Goes West" is its convincing assertion is that the howling emptiness that dominates Ingrid's life finds its clear though less virulent sister in the hollowness of Taylor's.  While Ingrid is painfully aware of her urgent and unmet need for genuine affiliation and intimacy, Taylor's smacks her in the face with increasing frankness but never quite powerfully enough to break through the veneer of her denial.

Another notable coup is the film's success in finding a different way of telling a story that admittedly has several previous iterations.  This is not a film about obsessive romantic love like "Fatal Attraction" (1987), "Obsessed" (2009) (throwback!), or my personal favorite, the UTTERLY TERRIFYING "Amelie" (2001) gone haywire of "He Loves Me... He Loves Me Not" (2002).  It's also not the creepy "erotic" (giant quotation marks implied) nightmare of a roommate relationship gone awry as portrayed in "Single White Female" (1992).  Instead of veering into deranged jilted slasher territory, "Ingrid Goes West" takes a different path into terrain that is more real and therefore more humanizing to all concerned... while still ending on a decidedly disconcerting note. **

Of all the film's little twists and emotional notes, what is lingering most prominently is my empathic terror for Ingrid.  Spoilers ahoy, but: As she weeps into her phone in what she plans to be her final Insta-post, she lays bare how achingly she wishes not to be alone anymore.  If there's no one to share one's life with, she wonders, what's the point?  And given how much she stumbles and falters in trying to form connections with others precisely because she wants connection so badly, the audience has to wonder what it would take for her to escape the isolated cage in which she finds herself.  It's hard to see how Ingrid could get out of her own way.

The choice she makes in that moment is not an effective one.  Yet, in a final twist that is at once deeply problematic and in some ways true, it is precisely this choice, made when she is at her most self-destructive, that yields her highest relational rewards.  Because of how dangerously her attempted self-destruction is reinforced, it's clear that Ingrid's path toward clarity, balance, self-understanding, and sustainable relationships will be long--but hopefully, with the influence of her sweet new boyfriend Dan (played by O'Shea Jackson Jr.), not impassable.

I gave the movie a 4.

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** = This film includes a suicide attempt.  Suicide is a permanent answer to temporary problems--and truly, they are all temporary if you stick around long enough to work through them.  If you need help to do that, please reach out for support.

Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1 (800) 273 8255
suicidepreventionlifeline.org

Snap Judgment: Not Getting Sick of "The Big Sick"

Hey team,

If you haven't already heard about it, I'd like to roll out another Snap Judgment to tell you about "The Big Sick" (2017).

This is that thing in which I highlight five main points about a movie I've seen before revealing my overall 1-5 score.

Away we go!

• A movie about performing comedy that's actually enjoyable!

Unlike another film focused on similar content that I recently hated a whole lot on, "The Big Sick" portrays Kumail Nanjiani's life in the Chicago comedy scene in a manner that doesn't make you want to throw things at every single comic on screen.

First of all: the main reason I was super pumped about "The Big Sick" is that I had the pleasure of already being familiar with Kumail Nanjiani's thoroughly delightful stand-up.  It is excellent and I highly recommend it!

This is hardly to say that every character in "The Big Sick" is perfect or perfectly likable.  We see characters (like real-life comics Aidy Bryant, Bo Burnham*, and Kurt Braunohler) take turns smugly succeeding over their friends while others trot out horrifically flat bits.  We see them straight-up lie to each other's faces about the quality of their acts.

The great thing is, on at least one occasion, we also see them call themselves out as cowards for their dishonesty a second later.  We see other characters start to join their compatriots on the ladder of success.  We also see them shine in genuine moments of humor.  So in their totality, we end up feeling like we've had a little peek behind the curtain of the stand-up stage.

• Audience intelligence: respected

God knows I love a movie that doesn't beat me over the head with its plot points.  This is a movie that sits comfortably and assuredly in its subtleties and its audience's ability to perceive and value them.

There's one particular moment whose emotional impact only makes sense in retrospect, and it's one of the sweetest pay-offs of the film.  It's carried off by Holly Hunter and Ray Romano, who are SO GOOD in their roles as Emily's (played by Zoe Kazan) parents.

The audience's intelligence and humanity is also respected as the film lays out the challenges of Kumail's attempts to coexist within his Pakistani culture of origin and American culture.  While he fears he cannot retain the love of his family if he deviates too much from the cultural expectations they hold, he nevertheless increasingly ensconces himself in American culture by pursuing his "just below ISIS"-level-unacceptability comedy career and forgoing religious and marital traditions.  We walk alongside Kumail as he negotiates the conflict between his two cultures and are trusted to see the value in both choices.

• Buckle up for some excellent hilarious lady time!

So many of the finest comedic moments belong to the ladies of the film.  Helen Hunt is so deliciously watchable in her no-bullshit yet affectionate feistiness.  Aidy Bryant has a particularly wonderful moment as she physically registers just how terrible one of Kumail's sets was.  I got so excited I nearly fell out of my chair when "Crazy Ex Girlfriend's" Vella Lovell showed up, and while her moments maybe aren't hilarious, she is so magnetic, self-assured, fierce, and charming.

But the biggest task of all of "The Big Sick" belongs to Zoe Kazan, who had to win us over and fully assert her personhood before promptly lapsing into a medically-induced coma for most of the movie.  She brings a fervent, heartfelt, sweet, yet firmly self-knowing fullness to the character of Emily, and the film is made much better for it.

• And yet: just barely passing the Bechdel Test

For all of the truly great things about "The Big Sick," one of the complaints I have is that it passes the Bechdel Test by the skin of its teeth.  For all of the excellent lady talent in this film, they almost squeaked by without having any of those ladies actually talk to each other about stuff other than dudes.  It's astonishing how high a bar this test continues to be.

• Rewatchability factor: high

I noted in my last post that Husband and I were headed to see this movie.  I went to see it again as part of a Birthweekend extravaganza with my little sister.  I don't often see movies twice in such a short period of time--the most recent example of this phenomenon is the STILL AWESOME "LEGO MOVIE" OMG, which holds the all-time record of being rewatched within 48 hours.

I'm very happy to say that "The Big Sick" totally holds up after a relatively rapid second viewing.  This film's love story is sweet and compelling and lacking in cliche.  Its story is well-told, thoughtful, and fun.  And best of all, it was the ladies' jokes that had me laughing hardest the second time around.

With that, I gave "The Big Sick" a 4.5.

Thanks for reading!

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* = Sidenote: if you go to Bo Burnham's website and answer that "Yes," you're happy, you are re-routed to the "About Me" section of his website.

Alternatively, if you answer that "No," you're not happy, you are re-routed to a page about his dog Bruce--presumably to cheer people up.

Aw!!

Midyear Resolutions Update

Hi again!

I had the idea that it would be wise and consistent with actual commitment to my New Year's resolutions to take this opportunity, as we conclude the first half of 2017, to assess how I'm doing on actually doing the things.

Also!  Because I can just never shake that perfectionistic itch, I'm feeling mad I haven't written more than one post per month.  So: TWO posts this month bitches!!

This also gives me an opportunity to share a bunch more Pusheen!

Commence!

Resolution 1: Regularly smash the patriarchy.

I had a relatively concrete plan of attack for patriarchy-smashing.  It included:

--Participate in regular direct advocacy with my elected officials.

Me whilst faxing

Some success!  Although keeping up with the daily text alert-prompted phone calls has unfortunately not been so sustainable (which is not meant to dissuade use of this exceedingly helpful service), I discovered yet another tech-facilitated app that is awesome and has enabled me to send indignant faxes by text message.  In fact, my new approach is to use the daily text alerts I receive to inform the angry faxes I receive.  I'm so tech-savvy!  It's AWESOME and very satisfying!

--Set up recurring donations to advocacy organizations that will protect causes that are important to me, including civil rights and preservation of other democratic values like freedom of speech, assembly, and press.

Success!  I'm proud to say that Husband and I did this!  I'm really grateful to finally be in a position to be able to actually engage in this kind of support for causes that matter to us.

--Ongoing self-education through self-directed reading and, ideally, participation in courses to learn about dismantling systemic discrimination.

Not so much!  While I've managed to keep puttering through articles relevant to issues that are important to me, as you'll see below, I have continued to find it frustratingly difficult to tolerate regular contact with the news due to higher-than-typical levels of chronic despair.  This is a genuine area of struggle for me, because I think being regularly informed is a central responsibility of good citizenship.  I am really unhappy with my current lack of fulfillment of this responsibility.  I'm still waiting for my tolerance to come back and am not yet sure what will help me recover it.  

--Advocacy, conversation, and education with colleagues to ensure they feel empowered to stand up for the vulnerable communities we serve as expert, ethical practitioners.

Success!  With the input of some of the incredible trainees I worked with this year, I put together a multicultural seminar at work.  The seminar emphasized cultivating greater self-awareness of cultural influences on our work and, given that psychology is an inherently social justice-driven discipline, identifying ways that mental health practitioners can weave social justice into their practice.  It was not easy or perfect, but I'm glad to have been given the opportunity to do it and to push myself to take the lead on something that is both really important and values-driven but also really intimidating.

--Practicing my right to peacefully assemble and demonstrate.

Some success!  While I feel I could always do more of this, I've gone to several demonstrations in support of issues that are important to me and have found them really inspiring.

--Regularly consume news media again.  

Nope!  The most I've been able to manage is NPR's five-minute morning news summary.  This has definitely fueled several early-morning rage faxes, but is nowhere near enough for an appropriate level of engagement given the extremely dire circumstances of the current era.

Resolution 2: Learn all the stuff and things.

Some success!  While unfortunately I really have not continued working on my Swedish, I have been reading a lot more for leisure.  I am so grateful for this development in my life, because I was frustrated to be unable to read for fun through so many years of grad school and am so enjoying it now.

Resolution 3: Find ways to meaningfully and consistently set limits with work.

Guys.

Guys.

GUYS.

GUYS I DID A THING.

...Pending success!  I've actually done this!!  And it will actually maybe start achieving full effect in like two weeks, and even more so in the fall!

Success mermaids!

Resolution 4: Write more.

Some success!  By writing this post I am totally on my way to more than 13 posts per year, and while my frequency of journal-writing has decreased somewhat, I have still actually kept it up to at least once a week.  This is in part maintained by my enrollment in a stickers-by-mail monthly subscription and resultant self-reinforcement with stickers for every journal entry I write (because we've already established how embarrassingly reinforceable I am by stickers).

Resolution 5: Watch at least 52 movies.

Success!  Or at least, I am fully on track, as evidenced by the fact that I need to wrap this up so Husband and I can go see tonight's entry in my at-least-52-movies list!

So this actually feels really great while also being a helpful reminder that, as always, there's still work to be done.

Yay!  Onward into the next half of the year, with gusto!

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Living "Under the Shadow" of Feminist Horror

Hello!

A dear friend and graduate school colleague of mine shared a great horror movie with me recently.  It's called "Under the Shadow" (2016).

It tells the story of a mother and daughter stranded in post-revolution Tehran and the parallel terrors of the city's constant bombardment as Iran battles Iraq and being hunted by a child-hungry demon.

The stage is set as Shideh, played by Narges Rashidi, is conclusively informed that she will be blocked from completing her studies to become a doctor.  As the film unfolds, the claustrophobia of living in a society with newly-introduced sweeping oppression of women slowly suffocates.  Shideh hides the fact that the family owns a VCR from strangers, appears to be the only woman left in her neighborhood who still drives, and must cover herself head-to-toe when she leaves her home--even, we learn, as she flees her apartment in the middle of the night with her child--because the religious police are waiting to scoop her up for any failure to cooperate in her own subjugation.  "Under the Shadow" reminds us, as the serialized version of "A Handmaid's Tale" rivets viewers, that a horrifying reversal in women's liberties in a previously modernized society is hardly a fiction; it is chillingly and recently possible.

The claustrophobia only deepens when a bomb lands, but fails to detonate, on Shideh's apartment building.  Although Shideh has determined that leaving is impossible, as the bomb threatens to explode and a lurking evil makes itself increasingly evident, remaining begins to stretch the limits of her sanity.  The images of the hulking explosive puncturing the roof of the building harken to another favorite horror movie of mine, 2001's "The Devil's Backbone", which featured a rusting World War II bomb nose-down in an orphanage's courtyard as a pointed symbol of the fearful forces residing in the surrounding buildings.

Awkward?

Driving Shideh's aforementioned midnight flight is the increasingly aggressive pursuit of a djinn, a demon who wishes to ensnare Shideh's young daughter Dorsa (played by Avin Manshadi).  The djinn first manifests as a mysterious fever striking Dorsa soon after the bomb lands on their building and their upstairs neighbor dies, possibly of frank fright, possibly due to a darker force.  Shideh struggles to banish Dorsa's fever, becoming increasingly exasperated and cabin-fevered as her daugher's malaise-driven whining and her own feelings of inefficacy grate her last nerve.  Ominous portents accumulate as this and other more minor signals that something is amiss build into more overt actions by the djinn.  Shideh frays between the impossibility of djinn actually existing and the urgent wish to protect Dorsa from demonic kidnapping.  As a portrait of ambivalent motherhood under terrorizing circumstances, "Under the Shadow" finds its partner in the deliciously terrifying Australian horror film "The Babadook" (2014).

All the scary things!

Between resonances with other excellent horror and its fresh perspective on scary storytelling, "Under the Shadow" is a well-crafted and scarily fun film.  It's Rotten Tomatoes certified fresh, and you can watch it on Netflix!

I gave it a 4.

Go watch it!

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