Somewhat off-topic-ish, but another great examination of movies that violated the Hayes Code, especially as it concerns immorality is The Celluloid Closet. Very, very interesting look at cinema portrayals of the LGBT community, and how those portrayals have changed, and NOT changed, over the years.

My kids turned me on to Kat DeLuna. Nice to see somebody keeping up the traditions of Caribbean Dance Music.

African American single mother here. I manage to straddle at least five different voting blocks (Black, unmarried, woman, parent, public sector employee) all of whom are expected to, and usually do, swing Democratic. I myself swing left to Progressive, and having lived through welfare reform, NAFTA, and the Clinton…

This is starting to feel a bit like her going back to her roots. If I remember correctly, she originally started out as a dancehall act, did the crossover R&B thing, got popular, so I guess now she feels safe enough to revisit where she started? Could be. I rmeber the dancehall craze in the early 90's when artists…

Depends. in certain rural communities, incest is so prevalent that they had to make laws against it. I’m calling it as ole girl was so desperate that she was willing to put up with ANYTHING, to still be able to say that she was getting married.

Philly PD - Troll Level: Ninja!

I just found this online. It’s from the same year my niece had her ball. It looks the same too:

So long as they leave in the song “Ladies Choice” (delightfully dirty!), I’ll be cool. I wasn’t married to the original version, and I still rather enjoy the new version, so it stands to be seen what they do with this version. John Waters told the folks that did the remake to “make it their own movie”, and I am sure…

You have no idea! When my niece was a deb a few years ago, my son was her escort. The dress code was so strict that I had to write it down, and take it with me to Men’s Wearhouse to get the tux fitted correctly, and make sure I had EVERYTHING listed, including gloves. And that was just the escorts! Dear Dog, that was…

It’s GOT to be better, financially, than living in Los Angeles right now. If I could find a job making the same kind of money up there that I do down here, without the ridiculous commute, and they have decent schools for my daughter?

New Headquarters.

Not sure what the issue with Beasts of the Southern Wild was (definitely not your typical film, that’s for sure), but this is the kind of thing I was getting at:

You have a point there. In 12 Years a Slave you had a free Black Man telling his own story, and although he needed a Quakers help to get out, there was still a great deal of self determination there. He moved his own story.

His statement reminds of something I was trying to talk to my son about a couple of days ago.

To be fair, I was basing this on old reviews (I myself was a wee child of 8 when it was released), but I do remember some rather intense (we ALWAYS got pushed out of the room when the conversation were getting good.) conversation with the teenagers in our family around that time.

This sums up, in a very intricate nutshell, all of the ambivalence surrounding the movie Diary of a Teenage Girl. Anything that happened in the 70's in San Francisco, especially in artistic/hippie/boho communities needs to be considered an outlier, for all of the reasons you mentioned. Girls in their mid-teens don’t…

When we were teens and tweens in the 80's, there was always some discussion around whether Prince really loved Vanity, and if Appollonia was just a substitution.

Hell the audio was off for the entire part of the show that I actually caught. It was rather embarrassing really.

I had to grin at that pic of Snoop and his wife. Is that every single Prom Pic from 1985 to 1989, or what? The big hair/bangs combo, and (especially in urban neighborhoods) some version of the jheri curl. It was a fun (greasy, messy) time back then.

I just showed this to my daughter. This is the closest I have ever seen her face get to “Oh, HELL NO!”