Noah Berlatsky

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.

Rather than seeing Beyoncé's sexual performance as linked to destruction, we can consider whether eroticism might be an alternative to violence.

Genre boundaries are conscious of race—and, in the case of rock, conscious of gender too.

As a white woman, Swift can afford to celebrate carelessness. Beyoncé, though, knows that even her casualness has to be perfect.

Metal aggression isn't sexual, but existential. As a result, women in the genre are both rare and unexpectedly equal.

Writing can be hard and uncomfortable and precarious—but it's hard and uncomfortable and precarious in the way that any job can be.

A recent controversy at the Calgary Expo suggests MRAs care more about making opponents look bad than they do about discrimination.

Can a popular author also be celebrated for literary quality? Not if that author is a woman like Austen.

The rom-com's worshipping of power and wealth comes with a gender twist.

Irritation is the way of all flesh. The question is, if you're going to be annoyed for all of eternity, who do you want to be doing the annoying?