Friday, October 30, 2020

My Vice Presidential Weekend Crush

This year has been more than a lot. This infernal year, this endless pandemic, this criminal administration. Through it all, in our struggle just to get through the day-to-day, we can lose sight of the history we are witnessing. Yes, all the horrible stuff we can’t look away from is history. The unprecedented corruption, cruelty and criminal negligence of Trump and all his enablers should go down in the history books as one of America’s darkest periods told in the same embarrassedly hushed tones as the Japanese internment camps, McCarthy era witch hunts and America’s original sins of chattel slavery and the genocide of Native Americans.

But, we don’t have to write just another shameful chapter on America’s history of racism, sexism, xenophobia, classism and ongoing exclusion. We can choose another path. We can choose to open doors instead. We can choose to make history in the best, most inclusive way possible. We can vote for Joe Biden and Kamala Harris, and in doing so break the 232-year exclusive stranglehold of men on the presidency. Sure, it’s not the Main Event. But it’s a heartbeat away and that has never, not in the entire history of our country, happened before. Madame Vice President sounds pretty damn good to me.

But Kamala Harris would not just represent a victory for women. She would represent a victory for Black Americans, for Indian-Americans, for immigrants and first-generation Americans.

Think about how you felt when Barack Obama was elected that November night in 2008. That indescribable feeling when you know a country just made itself better. You may quibble over his policies, but you can’t reject the history the man made and the difference having him in the Oval Office made in how countless Americans now see themselves. They realized perhaps for the first time that they too could become president if only they worked hard and inspired people.

And with Kamala, the exact same thing could happen. It’s hard to dream when you haven’t shown what is possible. When I was a little kid I used to like to watch the Miss America beauty pageant (I know, don’t start, the ladies were pretty). But as an Asian-American kid watching this pageant every year I also knew inherently that I could never be Miss America because I’d never seen an Asian-American woman win the crowd (and in fact it took until 2001, long after I’d stopped watching, for that to happen).

Now, the vice presidency is much more important than Miss America. And the impact could be so much more important.

But, and this is an important but, it isn’t just that Kamala would be so many historic firsts. It is that Kamala is also eminently qualified, unquestionably brilliant and genuinely compassionate. Of course, that only makes sense. To be a first means to have overcome so many obstacles and navigated such an uncharted course for yourself, you’d have to be. No one who wasn’t all those things could accomplish these firsts.

And, look, it doesn’t hurt that Kamala Harris is indeed the Straight Bette Porter. Strong, smart, powerful and pretty darn good in the who face-body area. What? History can be sexy. Now, everyone go vote for Democrats up and down the ballots. Here’s to seeing these firsts happen in four days. Vote. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, October 29, 2020

Gender Fuck Thursday: Lezzy High Edition

Wait? What is this? More good news? And it isn’t even Nov. 3 yet! And this news is, like yesterday’s, a bit like Big Gay Christmas came early this year - again. Tegan & Sara, everyone’s favorite queer singing twins, are turning their high school memoir into a comedy TV series being adapted by Clea DuVall, everyone's favorite gay conversion camp dropout. I know, it’s like your Baby Dyke self dreamed up a TV show with all her favorite people AND IT HAPPENED. The series is coming to Amazon’s IMBd TV and the adaptation based on their aptly named book “High School” is described as a coming-of-age story that follows the twin sisters as they navigate identities and sexuality separate from each other against the backdrop of 1990s grunge and rave culture. So, you know, count me in. And if the ladies who are eventually cast in the series happen to slip into some suits like Tegan, Sara or Clea, all the better.

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Big Prom Energy

Well, here’s something extremely gay to look forward to past Nov. 3. I haven’t had the chance to see “The Prom” on Broadway for a myriad of reasons (and, uh, COVID-19 is keeping it dark until May 2021 at the very earliest because we haven’t had a chance to vote out that Orange Stain in the White House yet). But I know it’s the story of a small town Indiana lesbian who gets banned from bringing her girlfriend to the prom. Plus there was that Macy’s thanksgiving Day Parade kiss. Now luckily we’ll all be able to catch the show in the comfort of our homes this Dec. 11 on Netflix. It appears to be an all-singing, all-dancing spectacular, spectacular - like if “Mamma Mia!” and “Glee” had a baby directed by Ryan Murphy. And, you know, you can’t beat Meryl Streep going full diva. So mark your calendars and deploy your Tonys. It’s should be a night to remember, and you don't even have to rent a tux.

Tuesday, October 27, 2020

One Damn Week

One week. One. Week. ONE WEEK. ONE. DAMN. WEEK. We dropped out mail-in ballots off one week ago, and got confirmation they were accepted. Now, if you haven’t already, you have one week to get your ballot in. By mail. By drop-box. By early in-person voting. And in exactly one week at the polls. We can do this. We can get through one week. And then we can make it to Jan. 20. Just think about the joy of never, ever having to think about what Donald Trump is doing, saying or destroying again. Well, other than when they arrest him for all of his blatant criming. But, you know, one thing at a time. And, right now, that one thing is making it one week. Vote, kittens. Vote.

Monday, October 26, 2020

Music Monday: We Got Him Beat

Some Mondays, you just need a great beat. So please enjoy the socially distanced Go-Gos and their most welcome joyful earworm “We Got the Beat.” We sure do. Eight days. Keep the beat, and let’s beat that Orange Stain. Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, October 23, 2020

My Weekend Crush

Lynda Carter, and her iconic portrayal of Wonder Woman, makes her a forever hero in my book. And while her public persona has always been delightful, she has taken a very appreciated political bent of late. And has also proven she can throw more than a little presidential shade. Truly, anyone who considers herself (their self or himself) a hero must speak out. These are not normal times and we are facing a not normal threat. When faced with a man so unabashedly and outwardly corrupt, racist, sexist and homophobic all good people must stand up and demand his defeat. So, thanks Lynda. I was already a fan, and now I feel even more validated in the hero worship. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, October 22, 2020

Gender Fuck Thursday: Be a Lady Edition

While we’re talking about Cynthia Nixon, how about her performance of the Camille Rainville poem “Be a Lady.” So much of what women face in society is predicated on such absolute rubbish. Be sexy, but not too sexy. Be smart, but not too smart. Blah blah blah. It’s exhausting and, quite frankly, boring. Women, in all of our multitudes, are so much more than what the tiny minds of the patriarchy could ever envision. And while you’re at it, fuck their binary. Be a lady however you like.

Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Lesbian Storytime

So, over the last few weeks we’ve watched not one, but two high-profile new TV shows with queer female couples at their center. I’m talking about “Ratched” and “The Haunting of Bly Manor,” both on Netflix. Now, I can’t say either are necessarily great. I actually have pretty significant issues with both shows. But I am still glad I watched them both. The fact that we have two popular shows highlighting women in relationships with other women who aren’t just side characters but the main characters remains thrilling. Think back to the days when you waited for The Very Special Lesbian Episode to happen once every year or show, and you can’t help but appreciate the progress we’ve made.

Hands down the best thing about “Ratched” was getting to watch two out queer women play two queer women on screen. I can’t imagine what it must feel like, after a full career already, to be able to express one’s sexual orientation authentically on screen. Truly, it’s the strongest argument for watching “Ratched.” It’s other saving grave, amid the jumbled narrative and whiplash character development, is the candy apple beauty of the show’s costume and set design. Everything feels supersaturated and the colors pop off screen. And, of course, Sarah Paulson and Cynthia Nixon, as well as the rest of the cast, do their level best with the material they’ve been given. If only it lived up to their talent.

As for “The Haunting of Bly Manor,” hands down the best thing about the show is getting to finally add another adorable lesbian florist to our official canon. British actress Amelia Eve’s Jamie is like the melancholy yin to the upbeat yang of fellow British actress Lena Headey’s Luce. They make lovely green-thumbed lesbian bookends. But what I didn’t love about the series was [MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE SHOW AHEAD. MAJOR.] how it romanticized the Dead Lesbian Trope to a ghostly degree. Yes, Jamie and Dani’s love story was beautiful and haunting. And if we were only in it for another pretty sad story that would be fine. But, alas, we are still not quite at the point where our representation is so prevalent that we have the luxury of complete choice. Instead, we keep seeing the same often damaging stories arise, time and time again. Sadness, while part of life, shouldn’t be our dominant narrative on screen. Also, while I am complaining, I wasn’t thrilled that the chief haunting and reason for the cursed home is a feud between two sisters, complete with jealousy and vengefulness. Otherwise, it was a fairly stylish if at times messy haunted house story, with lesbians at its very center. And I do take heart that every generation of queer women has its tragic romance that it must fall in love with. I appreciate that “The Haunting of Bly Manor” will be that story for a whole new generation.

Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Original Equality

Today is our second wedding anniversary. In celebration of two years of our legally recognized love we plan to bring our mail-in ballots to the official ballot drop-box. Voting is indeed the one thing that can turn around 2020. Will it fix everything automatically? Absolutely not. By the end of this week the Republicans will no doubt have voted through an illegitimate and politically biased nominee into an unabashedly stolen Supreme Court seat. The debate about “Originalism” when it comes to the Constitution sadly remains an abstract philosophy to too many who continue to not recognize their own privilege. But for any of us who aren’t wealthy straight cis-white men (and the people who rely on wealthy straight cis-white men for their status and protection – cough, cough, wealthy straight cis-white women, cough), the Constitution as it was originally written simply does not consider us people. It does not consider us equal with rights that are unalienable. And it does not consider us worthy of the full exercise of our life, liberty and pursuit of happiness. So, no, we (including Chicago Mayor Lori Lightfoot and every other person of color, women, members of the LGBTQ community, et al) are not Originalists. But we are worthy of full equal rights – every last one of us. So vote for Democrats up and down the ballot. For Joe and Kamala. For Democratic governors and senators and congresspeople. For Democratic mayors and city council members and school board trustees. Vote for the one party capable of winning and bringing more people those unalienable rights. Vote. Our continued place in the Constitution depends on it.

Monday, October 19, 2020

Music Monday: Defy the GOP, Vote Edition

Not that you should need additional motivation to vote this year, of all hellish and apocalyptic years. But if you just needed a soundtrack, might I suggest the entire cast of Broadway’s “Wicked” – not to mention the show’s iconic emeritus stars Kristin Chenoweth and Idina Menzel – serenading you as you get ready, make a plan and vote.

Sunday, October 18, 2020

My (Belated) Weekend Crush

Whew, well this was, against all odds, actually a very nice weekend. So to end things here are some very nice, and very funny bloopers from my pandemic savior show "Schitt's Creek." Happy safe, healthy and righteous what is left of the weekend, all.

Thursday, October 15, 2020

Gender Fuck Thursday: Lil Cynthia Nixon Edition

If you watched “Ratched,” you were no doubt reminded of how talented Cynthia Nixon is. While narratively the series was a jumble, the cast and the fact that two gay women were playing two gay women on screen made it worth the time. Also worth the time? Catching 7-year-old Cynthia on “To Tell the Truth.” I don’t know why none of us realized she was family earlier. The way she wears that lil cowgirl outfit, you just know.

Wednesday, October 14, 2020

All in the Numbers, Ladies

Some people say casting a bunch of talented, intelligent, beautiful women and putting them in traditionally male movie roles is just tokenism. But I say, how about you give us a larger sample size before we cast judgment. And, in turn, a larger sample size will eliminate all talk of tokenism. Because, ladies, we all know that us women know how to lie, steal, fight, shoot, kill just like the fellas when the occasion arises. I’m not entirely sure what’s up with the numeric names of these kinds of movies in questions (“Ocean’s 8” and now “The 355”). But, you give me Jessica Chastain, Lupita Nyong'o, Penélope Cruz, Diane Kruger and Fan Bingbin all in one movie and I’ll say, let the research begin.

Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Know Dis

I don’t know about you, but there is something vaguely reassuring about watching Kate McKinnon slowly lose her mind live on “Saturday Night Live.” She’s all of us swimming in our anxiety, rage, exhaustion and chronic exponential dread. What will happen Nov. 3? We do not know dis. But we all have to do everything we can to make it the day we turn around 2020 for the better, finally.

Monday, October 12, 2020

Music Monday: Kelly Does T&S

Yeah, it’s another Monday. And yeah, it’s not Monday, Nov. 2 – yet. But we’ll get there, and each day brings us closer. Oh, and while we’re at it, here’s Kelly Clarkson singing Tegan & Sara’s “Closer” which I believe we can all agree is pertinent to our interests as lesbians…and lesbian supporters. Happy Monday, kittens and kitten supporters.

Friday, October 09, 2020

My Weekend Crush

Look, I’m not saying Kamala Harris was every woman, particularly every Black woman and woman of color, who has been talked over in a meeting by a mediocre white man. In fact, it was even worse because this was an exceptionally accomplished lawyer, former district attorney, former California Attorney General and current U.S. Senator being talked over incessantly to be condescendingly being lied to by a man who refuses to be in the room alone with a womman who isn't his wife. Do men ever get tired of hearing themselves speak? Well, I never tire of hearing Kamala speak – particularly when she speaks truth to power. And reclaiming her time from that barely sentient bottle of off-brand ranch dip was very, very much speaking absolute truth to unchecked power. More of that, always and forever.
Now, I could go on and on about how absolutely insane everything is right now. How our “president” is an unhinged racist, sexist, corrupt lunatic roid-raging out about arresting his political enemies and undermining our entire democratic process in front of the whole damn nation while simultaneously doing his best to spread a deadly virus to as many people as possible. Or how we should not, repeat should abso-fucking-lutely not trust the word of anyone in this administration on Trump’s health or – as we can all clearly see – his obvious lack thereof.

But instead I want to remind everyone that Straight Bette Porter is real, and she is going to make an extraordinary Vice President. Honestly, I feel like she is doing it on purpose at this point.

The one good thing that happened this week is our mail-in-ballots arrived. Our vote is truly the only thing that can redeem 2020. Well, that and more of the Harris family having absolutely no fucks to give when it comes to this monstrous excuse for a man in the White House and every last one of his pathetic toadies. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, October 08, 2020

Gender Fuck Thursday: GOTV Fashion

Well, I don’t know who out there could possibly even pretend to be “undecided” at this point. Someone who has been in a coma since the 1980s? No, because even they knew. Oh, they knew back then. So the only thing left to decide for anyone who is paying attention and has a functioning sense of empathy is what to wear to the polls. Or, you know, what to wear for whatever you’ve decided on as your voting plan this year. Be that while filling out your mail-in/absentee (they’re the same thing, folks) ballot and dropping it at the Post Office or a secure dropbox. Or while going in to vote early in-person while obviously also wearing a mask because you’re not a fucking monster. Yes, the sartorial choices are endless. Like, with Janelle above. Should you wear the impeccably stylish three-piece suit with glasses or the the impeccably stylish three-piece suit without glasses. Decisions, decisions. But the political choice is only one: Vote for Joe and Kamala and for Democrats up and down the ballot.

Wednesday, October 07, 2020

We Are Also The Weirdos

Lesbians, queer and assorted other weirdos, did you know they made a sequel to “The Craft?” To be fair, ages ago they were talking about it. But I never realized they actually did it. But then, like some dark magic, it’s here. And, to be honest, I still do not know exactly how I feel about it. As any gay gal of a certain age can attest, the original movie may figure into more than a few of our roots. And it spawned one of the o.g. subtext femslashes.

The good news, at very least, is the new film strikes one for inclusion, because the reboot features trans actress Zoe Luna playing a trans witch. That’s kind of a big deal, and no matter how good or bad the new movies is I’m at least happy it will help a community of people who aren’t used to seeing themselves on screen feel a little less alone and a little more seen. Though, if you would like to also make us old-school lesbian fans really, really happy – how about making Robin Tunney and Fairuza Balk appear like magic for a secret reunion onscreen? I mean, what's one little spell for us?

Tuesday, October 06, 2020

De Plane Boss

Sorry, I got distracted because like a decade's worth of news happened in like 48 hours and my brain was still trying to comprehend the utter moronic recklessness of it all. But what I do know is while I still have grave concerns about the safety of this debate given how the entire Trump Administration is a superspreader, I cannot wait to see Straight Bette Porter clean Mike Pence's Evangelical ass. And, you gotta admit, Kamala deplanes better than anyone else. Even the real Bette Porter.

Monday, October 05, 2020

Music Monday: Alexis Edition

I have not evangelized about “Schitt’s Creek” here because some things I just enjoy for myself without the need for pontificate further. Also, despite the tsunami of recommendations and critical love, I never watched a single episode before this year. But, goodness, did I ever need it in 2020. We binged the whole thing over the summer. Along with “Great British Bake Off,” this extremely pleasant Canadian import was a true life-saver through the pandemic. Not only is the show exceedingly nice (Canada, duh), but its sweet in a way that makes us all want to be better people.

The foundation of this show is love. The love we have for our families, for our friends, and our communities. And it tells us that we can all, if only we try and are supported, grow as people. I’ve come to deeply adore every single member of the Rose family and the good people of Schitt’s Creek. The character of Alexis, played by the impeccable Annie Murphy, is some of the best character development I’ve seen on a comedy. I just can’t recommend this show highly enough. But everyone should come to it in their own time, and let this warm-hearted show find them when they need it most. And, until then, you could always be just a little bit Alexis.

p.s. Yes, of course I am livid about White House Patient Zero. And, fear not, it will be addressed. It certainly will.

Friday, October 02, 2020

My Weekend Crush

Did I say I was done with the music for the week? Nah, I’m not done. In fact, I believe “Vote Him Out!” will be my new ringtone. Or maybe my new alarm as a reminder to get up and continue to fight. The sweet, sweet sound of people showing the proper respect to our current “president” should be everyone’s personal soundtrack until Nov. 3. I could listen to it all damn day, and well into the night. Vote him out, indeed. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, October 01, 2020

Gender Fuck Thursday: Ratched Edition

So, I finished “Ratched,” and for all its sumptuous aesthetic and lesbian relationships it’s ultimately an ungainly mess of a thing. Mind you, I absolutely loved the Technicolor candy-apple beauty of it all. And I adore the wonderfully authentic lesbianing between Sarah Paulson’s Mildred and Cynthia Nixon’s Gwendolyn. But the general nutso-chango storylines were impossible to overcome and ultimately made the whole thing a big meh.

Like, at first I was concerned the series would just turn into another “American Horror Story: Asylum” with its psychological torture of lesbians. But then the initial shock of the body gore of the first few episodes quickly gave way to an uneven earnestness and character continuity confusion. Like why hire such impeccable talents as Sarah and Cynthia and Judy Davis and Sharon Stone if you’re going to give them whiplash from their arbitrary and unearned personality changes. Ryan Murphy’s infamous narrative ADHD is plainly evident in even a short eight-episode season. In fact, through it all, instead of being truly shocking or truly thrilling or truly touching, “Ratched” winds up a mostly unmemorable and largely meaningless with its saving grace as always being some exceptional acting from some exceptional women.

And – while I am always grateful and excited for more queer women’s stories being told, especially by real-life queer women – the series still deploys the ever-present threat of the Dead Lesbian Trope (which was an explicit plot point not once, but twice – and the second time with breast cancer. Have we learned nothing from Dana Fairbanks?).

Still, goodness, don’t the ladies of “Ratched” look lovely in suits? And I guess that’s something.

Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Heart of Miley

One more musical interlude, because why not. Say what you will about Miley Cyrus, but the gal can flat-out sing. In fact, after hearing her tear into Blondie’s “Heart of Glass” I would definitely buy an album of her covering iconic female rock singers. 100 percent. Do want. Gimme.

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

America, You a Lie

I think this week needs more musical cleansing, don’t you? I mean, it will not change the fundamental fact that America was built on a lie. That’s the truth, and has been the truth since our we were founded on principles we have yet to achieve. We hold these truths to be self-evident. Then why has every marginalized group had to fight and protest and riot and demand what should be so self-evident? From the indigenous people to Black Americans brought here those four centuries ago who helped to build our nation’s wealth while in chains, to women to LGBTQ people to the disabled to every group that has yet to be granted the full unalienable rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. But, at least thanks to Janelle, we have a catchy song to sing as we keep on fighting for what’s right. Turntables on all of them, until we’re all free. Until America isn't a lie. One day.

Monday, September 28, 2020

Music Monday: Star-Spangled Edition

Well, as we all knew would happen, that Orange Stain has rushed his nomination for Supreme Court to replace Ruth Bader Ginsburg. Amazing how quickly Republicans can move if they want to. The Democratic-led House passed a second coronavirus relief bill in May 15 (fucking MAY) and here we are 137 days later and still nada from the GOP Senate. So instead for the past six months every American has had to live on the $1,200 stimulus check sent to us back in April (fucking APRIL). And that’s not even getting into the some 395 other bills sitting dead on Mitch McConnell’s desk. But now suddenly they’re extremely ready and extremely excited to confirm a life-time appointment to 48-year-old Amy Coney Barrett.

This is woman who in the next 30 some years she could be on the court will absolutely strip from women the right to control their own bodies (abortion is healthcare, pass it on), deny LGBTQ people non-discrimination protection (and she’s not thrilled about our marriages either), ensure corporations continue to be allowed to pollute, exploit, overwork, underpay & even kill its workers (the corporations are people party), limit the right to vote (Voting Rights Act says hello), and - of course - eliminate everyone’s access to affordable healthcare (buh-hye, Obamacare, buh-bye). All this just 36 days before the election. Mind you, when Antonin Scalia died it was 237 days before the 2016 election, but Senate Republicans were aghast (AGHAST) that a replacement nomination even dare be considered in the year of a presidential race thus not allowing the American people to have a voice. Sigh. It would be nice if both parties played and were held to the same rules.

Amid all this (don’t forget, the pandemic isn’t over just because you’re over it), it’s really (really, really, reallyreallyreally) easy to get down on the United States. Like, we suck - I know. It’s hard feeling patriotic. Even if Biden wins, there is so much work to be done and damage to fix. And, guaranteed,Trump will still take at least 45 percent of the vote, - probably more. Which means almost half of our country wants (WANTS) four more years of this. I just. Please vote for Democrats (imperfect as they are, and they are imperfect) all the way up and down the damn ballot. You vote for the candidate who has the best chance of winning and doing the most good for the most people in a presidential election. Period. Good luck, America. We’re gonna need it. Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, September 25, 2020

My Weekend (Baking) Crush

At last, my televised Xanax is back. If ever there was a year when we needed the soothing, pastoral, cake-related drama of “Great British Bake Off” (or as its known in the states because Pilsbury sucks, “The Great British Baking Show”), it’s 2020. This season the show is returning without the famed Hollywood Handshake (pandemic, yo) and also without co-host and out lesbian comic Sandi Toksvig (who left to focus on other projects).

Now, I am still on record as missing Mel and Sue (not to mention Mary Berry). Plus a new season of GBBO without a lesbian manning the tent? I mean, will the yeast even rise without a soft butch present? Her replacement Matt Lewis (who you’ll probably recognize from “Doctor Who” and “Little Britain”) is fine, but not exactly a brave new direction on the diversity front. Still, I need this season of baking politely while surrounded by pastoral loveliness in the English countryside starting tonight on Netflix. I just need it. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, September 24, 2020

Dumped Town

Damn, damn, damn, damn. In the scope of things, it’s just a (very, very) small injustice. But “Stumptown” getting cancelled due to the COVID-19 pandemic and its shutdown complications still majorly sucks. It was a fun, sometimes very fun (and quite queer), show with a strong cast and the very appealing Cobie Smulders. The show had actually already been renewed for a second season, but then coronavirus happened and the world upended and now it’s cancelled. So, thanks YOU BIG ORANGE TURD. Alas there’s another thing we can rightfully blame on that horrid excuse for a man and his criminally lethal (200,000 Americans, and counting) handling of the pandemic.

Now, Netlix, looks like it’s time to buy the show and bring it back even gayer. What? We can still dream, right? I mean, for now at least. Who knows with whatever SCOTUS we’ll have moving forward, dammit.

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Punkie SNLster

While we’re on a good casting news role, “Saturday Night Live” added three new cast members including its first out Black lesbian comic. Punkie Johnson becomes only the second out lesbian in the show’s history and will join fellow out gay cast mates Kate McKinnon and Bowen Yang in the new, and hopefully very gay, season. I’m sadly not familiar with Punkie’s work, though I do remember her from a particularly memorable (not to mention very gay) “Black Lady Sketch Show” sketch where she plays a mysterious newcomer at a lesbian bar.

According to NBCOut, Punkie will actually be the second Black lesbian cast member and fourth lesbian cast member, period. Those would Danitra Vance (1985-86) and Denny Dillon (1980-81). But neither woman was out at the time.

So welcome, Punkie. The more queers, glorious queers on that show, the better.

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

A Smashing She-Hulk

I truly cannot express how much I cannot wait to see Tatiana Maslany SHE-HULK SMASH! I have to say, casting perhaps the most gifted transformational actress of our generation (I’ve truly lost count at how many entirely distinct clones she played on “Orphan Black”) was a masterclass in casting. Tatiana has signed on to be attorney Jennifer Walters, who after a blood transfusion from her cousin Bruce Banner becomes She-Hulk. The new live-action show will air on DisneyPlus. I’ve always been a Hulk fan, both of the comics when I was a kid and the TV series starring Bill Bixby. I always thought he brought such pathos to the role, and even to this day when I hear the theme song a beautiful melancholy settles. I have no doubt Tatiana will bring that, and so much more to this transformative role. I delight in more people discovering her multi-faceted (and in many cases, multi-faced and multi-bodied) talent. SMASH, indeed.

Monday, September 21, 2020

RBG Forever

There’s really nothing to say, except thank you. May her memory be a revolution. We’ll pick up the fight from here, Ruth. We promise.

[And, if you can’t donate, you can always phone bank, text bank, talk with your slacker friends, persuade your apolitical acquaintances, and yell at every progressive purist you can find (now is not the time, bro). Fight forever.]

Friday, September 18, 2020

My Weekend Crush

The lens of time tends to be the ultimate arbiter of history – both the profound and the personal. So, isn’t it interesting to watch the famous go from the hero to the goat to the new definition of GOAT within the short confines of less than a lifetime.

Mention the name Jane Fonda and depending on the era you knew her best from, you’d get widely differing opinions. Movie superstar. Sex symbol. Leftie radical. Commie traitor. Fitness guru. Feminist advocate. Climate warrior. And, now, a woman who has proven throughout her long and storied career tried to always stand on the right side of history and expanded her definitions to keep including and centering more people in the fight for equality. (Like, respect each person’s personal pronouns, it’s not hard to do. And the right thing to do.)

Whether she is schooling the mainstream media what today’s celebrities should be saying when they say “gay rights” BACK in 1979.

Of course she was right, the side of the angels keeps winning. Sure it took 36 years for marriage equality and 41 years for employment non-discrimination, and we’re still fighting for everything else. But, as Jane knows, we’ll get there.

See Jane. See Jane get on the right side of history. Be like Jane. Happy safe, healthy and Jane Fonda-level righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, September 17, 2020

They're Ratched, Together

I knew it, I KNEW it! I knew I got a decidedly deranged “Carol” vibe off the first trailer and stills for “Ratched,”Ryan Murphy’s next all-star horror fest about what made the infamous Nurse Ratched into The Infamous Nurse Racthed. And I was right.

Sarah Paulson and Cynthia Nixon, two real-life queer actresses, are indeed playing queer for each other on screen as Mildred Ratched and Gwendolyn Briggs in the new series. The Hollywood Reporter review for the new show outs Mildred and Gwendolyn’s relationship, describing the latter as the former’s “love interest.” It also preps all us gay lady fans for:

“An oyster-eating scene between the reticent, touch-averse Mildred and the generous but guarded Gwendolyn in the second episode, directed by Murphy, is destined to be savored over and over by a certain segment of the viewership.
” That’s us! We are that certain segment of the viewership. And, if it is anything like Sarah taking a bite out of that peach, we are in for quite the treat. Say what you will about Ryan Murphy, and I certainly have, but he on occasion he can come all the way through for us queer ladies. So if nothing else, I kook forward to this scene. And, if it’s anything like a normal Ryan Murphy production, losing interest between half and three-quarters of the way through.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

All the Glorias Fit to Print

Look, if we keep going like this every actress will have a shot of playing Gloria Steinem. And, don’t get me wrong, Gloria definitely deserves the star treatment. But does it also feel a little like she is perhaps the only feminist some folks in Hollywood know exists? (Yes, yes, I know both “The Glorias” and “Mrs. America” feature a host of other important and essential feminist icons – but Gloria is so often the hook.) Anyway, where were we? “The Gloria” has actresses from Alicia Vikander to Julianne Moore play our eponymous Gloria through the ages. And, yeah, it looks good. But sometimes I just feel like saying, hey, Audre Lorde is right there. Hello.

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

Mask Up, Ladies

Never mind women in tank tops. These days, women properly wearing face masks in public is my new sexuality. After seeing how amazing Cate Blanchett looks in a face mask to prevent the spread of coronavirus, I thought I’d share the love. Because, and I cannot stress this point enough, all women look amazing in face masks. Why? Well, wearing a face mask means 1) you believe in science, 2) you care about other people, and 3) you aren’t an enormous asshole – at least not on the issue of spreading a potentially deadly and debilitating highly communicable respiratory illness.

I know, it seems absolutely insane that six months into a global pandemic we still have to try (largely in vain) to get more people to wear face masks. Like they’re mandated in my state (as they should be across the county) yet compliance is still hit-and-miss. But the very same people screaming about their “FREEDOMS!” are the people who keep telling Black Americans they won’t get shot by police if only they comply. But ask them to comply by putting a piece of cloth over their big, stupid mouth and nose to keep those around them healthy and you’d think we rolled the Constitution into a blunt and started smoking it in front of their faces.

Anyway. Long story short, be like Charlize, wear a damn mask. And, while you’re at it, wash your hands and fill out your Census.

Charlize Theron

I have every confidence if Charlize/Furiosa/Andy ran across you not wearing a mask, they would 100 percent kick your ass.

Janelle Monae

Giving out food to those in need and accessorizing with a hat. She can do it all.

Tilda Swinton

Masks, for humans and space aliens.

Jennifer Lopez

Ageless, flawless, but definitely not maskless. Bonus points for the tank top on a Tuesday, too.

Lady Gaga

Honestly not sure if this mask is medically sound, but it sure is hard to miss.

Naomi Osaka

Wearing the names of Black women and men killed by police on your way to winning her second U.S. Open championish is, what the kids today call, a whole mood. A very, very good mood.

Chrissy Teigen

A mask plus three pizzas? Who says the perfect human being does not exist?

Hillary Clinton

We probably wouldn’t even still have to be wearing masks if the stupid Electoral College didn’t exist.

Kamala Harris

A mask, a blazer and some Chucks. Now that’s my Vice President Straight Bette Porter.

Monday, September 14, 2020

Music Monday: Billie Eilish Edition

Well, this is a lovely way to start the week. Just a short little Tiny Desk (From Home) concert featuring the very talented Billie Eilish and her brother. I especially like the Tiny Desk cutout cardboard backdrop. Very convincing! Can I do this for, say, a street cafe in Paris? Since we Americans aren’t allowed to travel anywhere anymore, it’ll be the only way to see the world for a while. Anyway, what were we talking about? Oh, yes, escaping our current reality. Good luck with that. Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, September 11, 2020

My Weekend Crush

Look, if Cate Blanchett looking glamorous in a mask doesn’t convince you to wear a mask, well, I don’t know what else will. Certainly not the entire medical community. Or facts. Or science. Or caring about other human beings. Anyway. Be like Cate, wear a mask. And elbow-bump instead of shaking hands, because this is life now.

And, because masked living is our life now especially in the United (lol, “United”) States where this pandemic will seemingly never be under control, wear a variety of kinds of masks. Like, of course, your standard surgical mask. Bonus points if you can have an also masked manservant assist you while wearing one.

This kind of mask accessorizes with everything, like say a blazer you may or may not have stolen from the set of “Oceans Eleven.”

Make that two blazers stolen from “Oceans Eleven.”

Or, you can always go with your plain cloth mask. More bonus points for the quick temperature check as well.

Or your neck gaiters, which signals “I’m definitely not about to rob a bank. Probably.”

And – if you are very lucky and wear a mask properly while in public (over the mouth and nose, people) – you might just also get the treat of a properly socially distanced air kiss from Cate.

I mean, we can all dream, right? Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, September 10, 2020

Gender Fuck Thursday: Fight Like a Girl Edition

Look, the world is a lot. So please enjoy actress/stuntwoman Joanna Bennett show off an absolutely epic “fight concept” for Captain Marvel. Bennett has been stunt double for Brie Larson in “Captain Marvel,” Gal Gadot in “Wonder Woman,” Karen Gillan for “Avengers: Endgame” and “Jumanji,” among many other roles. This fight, shot and edited by fellow Captain Marvel stuntperson Walter Garcia, is just cool. It’s cool and invigorating and kickass fun – and precious little is kickass fun these days. So enjoy this bad-ass lady badassery. Fight like a girl, indeed.

Wednesday, September 09, 2020

Waddler Wednesday: Pandas Edition

This pandemic has been more than any of us expected – especially our criminally inept federal government. So please allow this poor panda zookeeper to be the adorable metaphor we need for the frustrations of life right now. If only all of our problems could be this cute, and easily distracted.

Tuesday, September 08, 2020

The (Lesbian) World To Come

I love a lesbian period piece, I really do. And I am excited to see another lesbian period piece, I really am. I am just a tad curious about why we seem to only be getting lesbian period pieces of late – particularly lesbian period pieces with practically all-white casts.

The latest to add to this growing category is “The World to Come,” which debuted at the Venice Film Festival this month and has garnered critical acclaim. It stars Vanessa Kirby (the only good thing about “Hobbes & Shaw”) as Tallie and Katherine Waterston (kind of the only good thing about “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them”) as Abigail – two neighboring rural farm wives who live in upstate New York in the 1850s and start an unlikely relationship together with “increased intimacy and passionate devotion to one another.”

See for yourself here:

Am I the only one getting some seriously grown up Anne Shirley and Diana Barry vibes from these two? Like, the movie synopsis even calls them each other’s “kindred spirit.” I mean, come on! Total Anne and Diana subtext vibes.

I will definitely watch this movie (even though it also stars Casey Affleck and, yeah, not a fan), as I am grateful for any and all quality lesbians movies whether they are lesbians who stare longingly at the sea and paint or lesbians who stare longingly at the sea and dig up fossils and so on and so forth. (Not to be confused with the associated genre of lesbian period pieces about lesbians who write longingly about each other.)

But, you know, lesbians have existed through all time periods and even present day. So, let’s keep mixing it up both with the storylines and the time periods and the cast diversity. More, better, varied and diverse representation matters, always and forever.

Monday, September 07, 2020

Music Monday: Amber for Naya

Please start your week off with a little grace from the wildly talented Amber Riley (who goes by Riley now as a solo singer) as she performs a tribute to her friend, former co-star and everyone's favorite Cheerio Naya Rivera. Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, September 04, 2020

My Weekend Crush

So on Monday Niecy Nash came out to the world via her wedding photo, which even for me might be a new one. Niecy (a.k.a. Mrs. Carol Denise Betts) has been a standout in whatever she has appeared in from “Scream Queens” to “Claws to “Reno 911!” And now, she has a new lifetime role as wife to singer Jessica Betts. Before posting about her marital bliss, Niecy had not been publically out. And while it might seem like old news to have a celebrity come out and get married, just five years ago (yes, only five years ago) their nuptials would not have been recognized by the federal government and most states. We’ve come a long way, LGBTQ babies. And you know it was a real queer wedding because at least one of the brides wore a formal vest. Congratulations to the happy couple. May your lives be filled with love and laughter and so many formal vests. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, September 03, 2020

Elementary, Dear Enola

Goodness, doesn’t this look fun. I’ve never read “The Enola Holmes Mysteries,” but if they’re anything like this trailer I really should have. The new Netflix film based on the young adult book series has an impressive roster of stars (“Stranger Things” Millie Bobby Brown, Superman/perpetually square jawed Henry Cavill, “Hunger Games” survivor Sam Claflin, forever goth queen Helena Bonham Carter and out queer actress Fiona Shaw, to name a few) and a fun premise. My only gripe, they took a book series by a female author about a spunky and norm-defying female heroine and gave it to a male screenwriter and male director to adapt. But, in better news, Millie and her older sister Paige Brown are listed as producers. So, ladies, tell the stories you want to tell and be in charge of those stories. And if those stories involve imaginary sisters to imaginary famous detectives who have imaginary adventures where they dress in-and-out of drag and fight people while solving mysteries in unconventional ways, all the better.

Wednesday, September 02, 2020

Happiest Holiday Photos

Look, lesbians also celebrate Christmas! Sometimes. And they use giant reindeer to help balance them while ice skating with their girlfriends! Sometimes. And they definitely have to awkwardly pose with their families on Christmas morning in their PJs! Sometimes. We’re getting a somewhat steady drip-drip of images from the new lesbian rom-com “Happiest Season.” Billed as the first mainstream lesbian holiday rom-com (yes, there have been others from indie outlets), the film is certainly building expectations.
I sometimes worry that with movies aimed at mass markets like this, the story naturally becomes something that’s most accessible to the masses. Hence the movie’s plot revolving around a woman (Kristen Stewart) wanting to propose to her girlfriend (Mackenzie Davis) over the holidays, which gets complicated by the fact that her girlfriend isn’t out to her conservative family yet. Yes, I know, another coming out story. But, under the helm of “But I’m a Cheerleader” (and lots of other stuff) alum Clea DuVall, I have faith it will be funny, sweet, romantic and relatable for both its queer female viewers and straight wider audience.
And, again, I’ve watched more than a lifetime’s worth of truly mediocre straight rom-coms over the years. So even an average effort (not that this movie will be average) would be a landmark for us gay ladies. So bring on the tinsel and strap on those skates (or whatever else, ahem). The “Happiest Season” is almost upon us.

Tuesday, September 01, 2020

Tank Top Tuesday: Belated Edition

Here is a (belated) reset for your week. Please channel the joy of Luce dancing (in a tank top) with Rachel (not in a tank top, but probably wishes she was). Dance like we are not in the midst of a gloabl pandemic at the same time our government veers unapologetically toward authoritarianism all to reelect a chronically corrupt, racist, sexist hatemonger who never reads.

Monday, August 31, 2020

Music Monday: Ladies, Ladies, Ladies Edition

If you haven’t been listening to Fiona Apple’s “Fetch the Bolt Cutters” album throughout our (sadly patchwork) national/worldwide quarantine, you are really missing out on some cathartic songwriting. Basically, we should all be listening to Fiona, Lizzo and The Chicks on repeat during these impossibly trying times. They make the world just a little more bearable. And, well, any song encouraging ladies, ladies, ladies to not compete with each other is a good song in my book. Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, August 28, 2020

My Weekend Crush

Yes, let’s get all the jokes out now. “Portrait of a Lady with Fossils.” “Carol for Rocks.” “The Paleontology Word.” The trailer for “Ammonite,” Kate Winslet and Saoirse Ronan’s lesbian fossil hunter period romance, is finally upon us and it looks scrumptious but also, um, a tad familiar. Women in frocks. Waves crashing. Bodicies tightening. Unspoken yearning. Women longing for other women while staring sadly into the sea sounds like one of those overly specific genre categories that pops up randomly on Netflix.

According to The Hollywood Reporter, “Ammonite” the movie features intimate sex scenes between Kate and Saoirse including one that “it makes the 2015 lesbian love drama Carol, an awards contender starring Cate Blanchett and Rooney Mara, seem tame.” I mean, they were relatively tame, if you think about it. Kate, who plays real-life fossil hunter Mary Anning, said of the “explicit” scene: 
“Saoirse and I choreographed the scene ourselves. It’s definitely not like eating a sandwich. I just think Saoirse and I, we just felt really safe. Francis was naturally very nervous. And I just said to him, ‘Listen, let us work it out.’ And we did. ‘We’ll start here. We’ll do this with the kissing, boobs, you go down there, then you do this, then you climb up here.’ I mean, we marked out the beats of the scene so that we were anchored in something that just supported the narrative. I felt the proudest I’ve ever felt doing a love scene on Ammonite. And I felt by far the least self-conscious.” 
So there you have it, lesbian sex is definitely not like eating a sandwich. Unless, well, you use a lot of tongue when you eat a sandwich. Ahem.

I am, as always, excited to see another prestige lesbian drama. Kate has always been a favorite actress of mine, and Saoirse is extremely talented as well. May the story take them somewhere new and interesting (i.e. not in morose queer lady tears, ‘cause we’ve all seen that movie too many times already). I mean, some people in history had to have happy endings, right? Let us hope. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, August 27, 2020

Gender Fuck Thursday: Jodie Comer Redux

Some days you just need to sit down and take a long, hard look at Jodie Comer wearing a suit because you still deserve nice things. That’s it. That’s the whole post. 

p.s. I also highly recommend you listen to Jodie read the love letters of Vita Sackville-West. But, again, only because you still deserve nice things.

Wednesday, August 26, 2020

Kajillionaire in the Making

If you’ve seen any of Miranda July’s work you’ll know that is very specifically odd, but also strangely beautiful in a haunting way that sticks with you long after the credits roll. I mean, I still sometimes think about “You Me and Everyone We Know.” Something about the stilted normality of her aesthetic is so weirdly captivating. She’s like the ultimate normcore ambassador. Her newest, “Kajillionaire,” looks just as weird and just as dorkily engaging. I mean it doesn’t hurt that it has Evan Rachel Wood, Gina Rodriguez and an almost unrecognizable Debra Winger (like, I seriously had to watch it again and pause it on her face to confirm, yep, Debra Winger). I particularly like the exaggerated deep voice Evan uses in the role, just another oddball delight amid what appears to be a meditation on bad parenting and finding one’s self at last. I have no idea if anything even remotely queer will happen in the film, but I love seeing women discovering their agency. Plus, anything where people dance out their feelings is a good thing in today’s world. Now, unlike the coronavirus delayed Wonder Woman, the release date is an optimistic September in theaters. But, yeah, we shall see about that. So, otherwise, thoughts?

Tuesday, August 25, 2020

What a Wonder

Will everyone wear a damn mask and stop going out in non-household groups so I can see this movie in the theaters sometimes before the world ends? I have no idea how they’re going to explain Steve’s return (parachute pants and all). And I have no idea how Kristen Wiig morphs into, well, that (here, kitty kitty). But, damn, do I want to find out. Of all the imagery in this trailer, I think I’m most excited to see we’re getting more flashback to Amazon life and Themyscira. I’m also thrilled to see the Amazons wearing full-body suits with leggings. Like, they can’t always fight in skirt, OK?

Monday, August 24, 2020

Music Monday: Kelly & Brandi Edition

Well, now, this is just...pretty. Gorgeous, really. Start your week off right with the uncompromised beauty of Kelly Clarkson and Brandi Carlile dueting remotely (social distance, y’all) on “Poison & Wine” by The Civil Wars. Kelly tweeted that the experience was “one of my favorite moments singing that I have experienced in my entire existence on this planet. I am honestly embarrassed at how many times I’ve watched this.” Out here in California we’re dealing with record heat, massive wildfires, smoke-filled skies, and - oh yeah - this damn pandemic which somehow isn’t magically disappearing. So we’ll take whatever moments of grace we can get. Watch away without any embarrassment. You deserve this. Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, August 21, 2020

My Weekend Crush

I have not watched any “Warrior Nun” yet, but this really makes me want to watch “Warrior Nun.” I understand there’s also a queer character, which is always a plus. So, kittens, anyone watch this show? Would you recommend it? I’ve been in a real “The Old Guard” state of mind recently, so good action is on my mind. I had also wondered about a few other shows, like “Into the Badlands” and “Warrior.” So, let me have it like 2020 has let “Joy” and any “Last Hope of Returning to Normal” have it. What are you watching? I need to fill these weekend with something other than general despair and unfettered rage. As always, extra bonus points for any female-fronted shows/movies and super-duper extra points for LGBTQ storylines. Happy safe, healthy and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, August 20, 2020

Totally Vice Presidential Material

Look, I’m not saying Kamala Harris wore that stunning plum suit while giving her vice presidential nominee acceptance speech at the Democratic National Convention last night just to provide another image to add to my Straight Bette Porter Collection. But I’m also not saying she didn’t. Ahem. Thank you, Madam Vice President. As always, I appreciate the attention to detail.

Oh, yeah, it is so on Mike Pence. I mean, as long as Mother allows it, right lil buddy?

Wednesday, August 19, 2020

When They Go Low, We've Got Michelle

Since we’re feeling our political selves right now, why not so something else good for yourself and listen to former First Lady Michelle Obama’s socially distant Democratic National Convention speech. She was by far the stand-out of the first half of the all-virtual event. (Tonight we get Kamala and then Barack, which is one hell of a one-two Democratic punch.) One of the best things about Michelle is she’s not a politician and then one of the second best things about Michelle is she is still excellent at politics. Can you imagine any Republican national figure giving such a heartfelt speech about empathy in this political moment? No, you can’t because they’ve all made it very, very clear in the past almost four years they really don’t care – and then some. So spend the next 18 minutes with a woman who really does care.

Tuesday, August 18, 2020

Marge and in Charge

After Joe Biden’s historic announcement that Sen. Kamala Harris would be his vice presidential running mate, conservatives fell all over themselves to be the most racist and the most stupid. Trump legal advisor Jenna Ellis said Kamala sounded like Marge Simpson which, 1) What? and 2) LOL! For starters, Kamala sounds nothing like Marge - not that there’s anything wrong with that. And, way to reach out to those so-called “suburban housewives” you want to be so scared about Cory Booker somehow moving in next door. All that and Birtherism 2.0 is upon us. Could he be any more cartoonishly racist, sexist and all-around corrupt? Like I never thought I’d spent a good chunk of 2020 wondering whether the Post Office would survive a Trump presidency, but here we are. Anyway, Marge being like so many great suburban housewives had a few choice words for the horrid Trump lady. Pissed Off & Ready to Vote, 2020. 

p.s. To clean your palate from having to think about that Orange Turd, here is something for the grammar nerds. As if you didn’t have reason enough to love her, her senate staff softball team is called The Oxford Kamalas. (Also, a helpful hint for those still struggling with how to pronounce “Kamala.”)

Monday, August 17, 2020

Music Monday: Dolly Edition

National treasure Dolly Parton continues to cement her status as one of the very few truly universally beloved living celebrities (see also: Betty White, Tom Hanks and The Rock). Last week she came out in support of Black Lives Matter, of course, because it’s the right thing to do. In her Billboard profile, not only did Dolly support BLM, she supported it while saying, “Do we think our little white asses are the only ones that matter? No!” 

She was also ahead of the curve when it came to renaming/removing racist artifacts from the Civil War era. Two years ago she renamed her Dollywood attraction the Dixie Stampede to Dolly Parton’s Stampede. Why?
“When they said ‘Dixie’ was an offensive word, I thought, ‘Well, I don’t want to offend anybody. This is a business. We’ll just call it The Stampede.’ As soon as you realize that [something] is a problem, you should fix it. Don’t be a dumbass. That’s where my heart is. I would never dream of hurting anybody on purpose.”
Goddamn, I love that lady. So here’s one of her best, “Jolene,” performed at a time when we could still stand shoulder-to-shoulder together in a seemingly endless crowd of humanity without worrying about how horribly this presidential administration has botched a global pandemic that has already killed some 170,000 Americans and counting. Plus, it’s just a great song. Happy Monday, kittens.

Friday, August 14, 2020

My Weekend Crush

Look, you all know I’m not a huge sportsball person. But I do enjoy ladies sportsball from time to time. And when it comes to leagues to support, they don’t get much better than the WNBA. What the league has been doing this season, from their unwavering support of Black Lives Matter to their unabashed political statements has been inspiring to watch. Like, wearing “Vote Warnock’ shirts pre-game to protest Atlanta Dream owner and horrible GOP Sen. Kelly Loeffler. I mean, those are some damn big basketballs those ladies are dribbling to call out their own team owner/sitting U.S. senator by openly supporting her opponent Rev. Raphael Warnock. As The Interwebs is fond of saying, you love to see it. So play on, ladies. Happy safe, healthy, and righteous weekend, all.

Thursday, August 13, 2020

Play Ball

Mention “A League of Their Own” to any queer woman and she’ll likely get a warm, far-off look in her eyes as cherished memories of what is no doubt many a gay lady’s root come flooding back. And now, a whole new generation (and us old fogeys) get to feel that warm embrace anew with the new “A League of Their Own” series coming to Amazon Prime. But more than just a reboot of Penny Marshall’s classic film, this new hour-long show will be a more inclusive reimagining of the original movie. So that means the stories of both women of color and queer women will hopefully be told to make for an even richer, more welcoming root for all.

The series, from “Broad City” co-creator Abbi Jacobson, is described as taking “a deeper look at race and sexuality, following the journey of a whole new ensemble of characters as they carve their own paths towards the field, both in the league and outside of it.”

Jacobson and her co-creator (“Mozart in the Jungle” executive producer Will Graham) released a statement that said:
“28 years ago, Penny Marshall told us a story about women playing professional baseball that up until then had been largely overlooked. We grew up obsessed with the film, like everyone else. Three years ago, we approached Sony with the idea of telling a new, still overlooked set of those stories. With the help of an enormously talented team of collaborators, an amazing cast, and the devoted support of Amazon to this project, we feel beyond lucky and excited to get to bring these characters to life. It took grit, fire, authenticity, wild imagination and a crackling sense of humor for these players to achieve their dreams. We’re hoping to bring audiences a story with all of those qualities.”

The series stars Jacobson along with “The Good Place” Janets extraordinaire D'Arcy Carden, “Vida” regular Roberta Colindrez, “Killjoys” actress Kelly McCormack, “Famalam” (a UK series) actress Gbemisola Ikumelo, and Chanté Adams who was most recently in Issa Rae’s “The Photograph” - among others.

I love that it will tell a more diverse story than the original, which never broached the subject of sexual orientation (I mean, come on, Marla Hooch is family). And I love seeing women’s stories step up to home plate in such a big way. So, yeah, I’ll be watching. And, yeah, I’ll be rooting for a whole lot of new roots to come out of this show. Play ball, ladies.

Wednesday, August 12, 2020

Madam Vice President

Well, now, come to think of it – Vice President Straight Bette Porter doesn’t have all too bad a ring to it, either. While I had hoped for today’s news, I somehow was still a little surprised it happened. Of all the talented and brilliant former female presidential candidates who were once running against Joe Biden, I really did think Kamala was the best – to mention most inspiring – pick for vice president. 

While I abandoned hope after her campaign ended late last year, I still knew Kamala would make an amazing president. And when we vote out that Orange Stain from the White House, she’ll be as they say one heartbeat away from exactly that. Smart, tough, fearless, progressive (no, really), and of course wildly historic, she could be one of the most influential vice presidents in modern time if not all times. And, duh, she would be perhaps the polar opposite of that ranch-dip haired, bible-thumping, ass-kissing sycophant taking up space in the job right now. I cannot wait for that debate. If only Mother would allow it.

Sure, a not insignificant part of me is also thrilled I can revive my Straight Bette Porter campaigning. Whatever the office, I’ll volunteer to phone bank and knock on doors. I cannot wait for Jennifer Beals to play her in the inevitable biopic. 

And, until then, we’ll at least be assured more Maya Rudolph until November and hopefully (if enough of us vote to overcome such blatant voter suppression and the unabashed dismantling of the Unites States Post Office) much longer than that. 

Damn right, I’m Team Joe/Straight Bette Porter 2020. Let’s do this thing. Vote!