Noah Berlatsky

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

Last year there was much excitement at the announcement that Lupita Nyong'o was going to play a major role in Star Wars: The Force Awakens — the first Black woman to star in the franchise.

Under the guise of philanthropy, 8 Minutes essentially blackmails some of the most marginalized and powerless people in society.

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

Did the classic Adam West Batman show strike a blow (Kerwhap!) for feminism?

The Lord of the Flies can feel like a vacation spot for conflict-management consultants in comparison to social media.

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

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.

While Atwood's feminist dystopia remains our favorite nightmarish future, Marge Piercy's Woman On The Edge Of Time is far superior.

Illicit passions aren't less enjoyable because they're illicit. Quite the contrary.