Widows All the Way Down
After an messily ambitious trip to New York City, Castration Movie returns to Vancouver with a tight and excruciating depiction of a relationship broken by transition.
Jane Schoenbrun's third feature, "Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma," is an charmingly bonkers self-parody of horror geekdom, but it doesn't have the heart to go in for the kill.
Has Lex Walton arrived? I thought she already did, but that's apparently the narrative we're going with so sure, with Ultimate Love Forever, she's arrived.
literature
Transfeminine nightmare, the need to fight, and the screaming earth in Aoife Josie Clements' "Persona"
Newsletter
Could Kurt Cobain have been a trans woman? The question probably matters more than the answer.
Newsletter
A poetic inquiry into an enigma
Newsletter
On the brainworm called misandry, transfeminine contempt for cis women, and the greatest repper essay ever written.
video game criticism
It's everything
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On liking men and Natalia Catalan's album "Die Without Makeup"
photography
On the other side of New England gothic and Pia-Paulina Guilmoth's photography collection "flowers drink the river".
This is my little space where I can talk at length :)
Emily Zhou's debut short story collection demystifies life among the overeducated, underpaid NYC trans women you envy online.
Neil Gaiman, Amanda Palmer, and the seductive nihilism of the gothic feminine aesthetic
For the third chapter of Castration Movie, Louise Weard relocates to New York and doubles down on her painfully necessary satire of 21st century transfeminine life.
Paul Reubens and the queer romance of the "false self".
A journey into Alex Walton's fevered and brilliant indie rock imagination.
On fifth grade, youthful cross-dressing, uncontrollable tween anxiety, inspiring female villains, and the time my body tried to destroy itself.
Canadian filmmaker Louise Weard's slow-burning "Castration Movie" is already a masterful work of trans cinema, and it's only half done.
Jane Shoenbrun's trans-coded psychedelic psychodrama is a masterpiece of atmosphere, but it's also a solipsistic bummer.
A bit of memoir, followed by a book report on Jennifer Espinoza's "I Don't Want to Be Understood"