Word: sexists
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...something to do with a personal relationship we have," he said. "It is true that we are very close friends. But that has nothing to do with the way that I and others in this company evaluate her performance." For her part, Cunningham called the corridor talk sexist. Said she: "Unfortunately, we're culturally bound by norms that preclude in many minds the existence of someone like myself." After the conference, company officials said there would be a major announcement by Cunningham and Agee. That sparked further speculation about wedding plans. But then the announcement was canceled without...
...racist or sexist, Wallace queries, that Black women were stereotyped as "fat nannies or wanton sluts?" Is it racist or sexist, she asks, that Black men were portrayed as "sex-crazed work machines or impotent old fools...
Guccione refuses to call Caligula pornography. Because of its historical accuracy in the depiction of Roman decadence, Caligula begs to be taken seriously, unlike such gross, reactionary trash as Dawn of the Dead or sexist, abusive trash like Deep Throat. This film insults the audience with its pretensions...
PEOPLE HAVE ALWAYS denounced the horror genre as sexist, racist, sadistic, whatever, but that attitude has always struck me as priggish and unimaginative. At least until I sat through 12 torturous, claustrophobic hours at the Orson Welles and realized that even I--a horror buff since age six--had my limits. (The marathon did, incidentally, feature three superb films: Georges Franju's Eyes Without a Face, Peter Bogdanovitch's Targets, and Terence Fisher's Frankenstein Created Women, the latter boasting a marvelous performance by the superlative Peter Cushing.) I haven't lost faith in the form: horror has traditionally brought...
PEOPLE HAVE ALWAYS denounced the horror genre as sexist, racist, sadistic, whatever, but that attitude has always struck me as priggish and unimaginative. At least until I sat through 12 torturous, claustrophobic hours at the Orson Welles and realized that even I--a horror buff since age six--had my limits. (The marathon did, incidentally, feature three superb films: Georges Franju's Eyes Without a Face, Peter Bogdanovitch's Targets, and Terence Fisher's Frankenstein Created Women, the latter boasting a marvelous performance by the superlative Peter Cushing.) I haven't lost faith in the form: horror has traditionally brought...