Noah Berlatsky

A new Facebook post calls into question cover depictions of hyper-sexualized men and women.

Fans of Batgirl are fans of Batgirl. They buy her comic to see her being heroic, not to see her being a slasher movie victim.

At first, this looks like sexism. And then you realize, hey, this is sexism. Hope isn't allowed to do the dangerous job because Pym has put her on a pedestal, and won't let her off it.

Action movies don't usually bother much with romance. The trailer for The Transporter: Refueled certainly doesn't. The hero is cool — sexy women, plural, throw themselves at him, or at least stand near him and things blow up; there are fights and revenge and high production values. Romance is, at best, a secondary concern.

A Ghostbusters with a female cast is a thorough violation of the spirit of the original. And that's a good thing.

Some love stories don't end happily. So why do so many romance novels insist they do?

The surface text of the film is that you can't trust some guys. The (barely) subtext is that you can't trust any guys.

Sex and bodies don't clarify gender; they confuse the issue.

To read Massive isn't to discover a hidden truth, but to see a massive, obvious fact, bulging out for all the world to see.

It's not the gender that's the problem: It's the oppression.