Toxic Masculinity and the Gender Politics of ‘A Quiet Place’

Toxic Masculinity and the Gender Politics of ‘A Quiet Place’

I am sure we have all heard of A Quiet Place at this point. The truth is I didn’t really like it. Not as much as everyone else seems to have. It was mostly an okay movie with a lot of gaping holes made even more wobbly by the blind praise it’s been given.

To be honest, parts of the movie didn’t sit well with me. But then other parts really stuck out. And maybe that disparity alone made the English major start flexing and I started to think about what I wanted the movie to be about — since people were insisting it was about something. So this is my reading of A Quiet Place as a feminist desperate to like A Quiet Place.

(Please note that SPOILERS WILL FOLLOW. You have been warned.)

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Movie Breakdown: 2017

There are few things in this world that bring me as much joy as watching movies. I come from a movie family. I’ve always loved movies. All we did growing up was basically watch movies. When my family turned out to be interested in nature and stuff, I was honestly flummoxed because I was under the impression we were strictly movie people.

But that may be just me.

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In a World Where Trailers Need Trailers, One Trailer Rises Above the Other Trailers to Prove the Point That We Don’t Need So Many Trailers

In a World Where Trailers Need Trailers, One Trailer Rises Above the Other Trailers to Prove the Point That We Don’t Need So Many Trailers

If someone came up to you, put a gun to your head, and yelled “NAME THREE THINGS SHELBY LOVES!” I’m pretty sure you all would have the same answer:

Taylor Swift. Corgis. Jurassic Park.

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Of Rats and Men

Of Rats and Men

So I’ve been pretty quiet lately. Blame life. Ambivalence. A subtle depression numbing me to the state of the world. I meant to come back with a general life update, something short and peppy, mostly for my sake so I could say I wrote something and be done with it.

But then I started writing it. And I realized I had something to say. Some thoughts, if you may. It’s old news but, hey, it’s my blog, my timeline.

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Look What You Made Me Do

Look What You Made Me Do

I am so done with people hating on Taylor Swift right now. I usually keep my mouth shut (at least in public) because, let’s be honest, nobody takes me seriously and everyone thinks I’m biased. But since the rest of the world thinks it’s appropriate to write think pieces on a pop song, allow me to share my two cents.

There was once a time where I didn’t even like Taylor Swift. She was too country, too twangy, and I was not into it. My adoration took root as she went more pop, so you can believe it’s fully thriving now. But there was a time where my love was more casual, even quiet. I didn’t want to be one of ~those~ fans with their twitter bios and instagram handles.  But now? I am a swiftie, tried and true. That’s what happens when you meet her.

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Shelby vs Hurricane Harvey

Supposedly there’s a hurricane on it’s way to ravage Houston. Which means I’m working from home (or hardly working) as the rain “threatens” to fall. We have a tub filled with water, a stack of canned beans, and I managed to grab the last box of ice cream sundae poptarts in the store yesterday.

I don’t know why I can’t take this storm seriously. Maybe it’s all those false alarms about snow storms in New York? Or the fact that everyone loves a good bout of hysteria? But I think mainly I’m resentful because we were supposed to vacation in Florida next week and now we might be rained out.

Thanks a lot, Harvey.

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Ladies, leave yo man at home

Ladies, leave yo man at home

Gosh, I love International Women’s Day. As far as totally made up, mostly uncelebrated holidays go, this is my favorite. Right next to Donut Day and National Puppy Day. But as with puppies and donuts, Women’s Day is my favorite because more people should freaking  better appreciate what it is to be a woman! Shout it from the rooftops, ladies, because we deserve to be celebrated for merely agreeing to exist in this world because holy hell did we draw the short stick.

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