I meant to play Civilization V: Brave New World for twenty minutes or so before bed. TWO AND A HALF HOURS LATER…….I’d cleared out three Barbarian encampments, declared war on the Celts twice (Boudicca needs to stop talking trash), and took over most of my peninsula. I have a problem, people.
So, what’s to happen with The Daily Show? A new host? An entirely new show? In either case, who would host? I have some ideas…..
I’m not pleased with the showing at the Spring 2015 Couture shows, y’all. SO MANY POOFY, MUTED TEA LENGTH SKIRTS.
I never feel good about it when two black dudes get a moment together on The Walking Dead. It usually means that one of them is gonna die.
Much of this ep felt like it had been written by a 13 year old nerd who’d never been kissed. How do I know? Because I was also a 13 year old nerd who’d never been kissed.
“I don’t care,” I replied. “She lives in cocktail wear and struts like she owns the world. Fish Mooney is my hero right now.”
Woohoo! Just when it feels like this crappy, grey winter will go on forever, the Miss Universe National Costume presentation shows up to brighten my day! Because nothing cheers me up quite like the feathered insanity of an increasingly unreachable beauty standard!
All of this makes me think that Agent Carter as a show isn’t just addressing whatever the Marvel-verse needs for the next round of movies and sexism in the workplace then and now, but also the plight of the awkward girl.
Agent Carter felt bold. The societal issues she’s facing in the workplace and in her new residence are not much different today. She’s perpetually underestimated, expected to marry and fade away, and the mere mention of “lady’s things” is enough to send even the most hardened government agents into convulsions.