Noah Berlatsky

Lower your standards, live in moderate amounts of filth, and go to bed early. The cat will thank you.

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

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.

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

There's a good argument to be made that the earliest, and the best, rockabilly performers were women. Slicked-back, hiccuping, hopped up cool.

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

Katniss is the voice of conscience and morality in the film, and in The Hunger Games series as a whole. In the just released last film in the series, she tries repeatedly to avoid unnecessary deaths. She insists that refugees from an attacked base be given an escape route, for example, and exposes herself in an effort to help them.

Bulimia.com has reworked superhero images to show more realistic body types—and their efforts are valuable in more than the expected ways.

Fifth Harmony is nobody's idea of a roots band.

Why should prostitution be illegal? And, more specifically why should male prostitution be illegal?