me when babe was trying to be sneaky but got his tiny hoof tangled in the yarn

gruesomely, irrevocably, unabashedly misogynistic all while simultaneously parading itself as ... dare i say it ... “””feminist”””? at one point steve carell yells “you just don’t get it, do you? WOMEN ARE THE SAVIORS OF THE WORLD!!!” as if he didn’t just spend the last hour and 30 minutes literally objectifying his exceedingly kind lady friends that he’s lucky enough to be ed by?
the real mark hogancamp’s story is genuinely tragic, so it’s insane how little sympathy the character…
so much of my time and energy is spent feeling hopelessly pissed off, especially in this political climate, and sometimes i need to CHILL! i need to laugh with my gal pals as Jane Fonda, Lily Tomlin, and Dolly Parton smoke a t onscreen while indulging in their whimsical fantasies about enacting vengeance on their “sexist egotistical lying hypocritical bigot” of a boss! the ability to extract the humor out of the absurd shit that plagues society is a vital survival…
half of my brain: say something, anything remotely interesting about this southern gothic exploration of mental illness, trauma, and nightmarish familial relationships all through an explicitly feminine lens
the other half, destroyed by the internet: Dan Amy your Obbieject s