“I know this is from the No-Shit Files, but it’s funny how 364 days a year we all feel obliged to feign a ‘we need more female directors, need more women’s stories on film!’ line, and act all troubled by gender roles and issues in cinema and misogyny from the boys’ clubs, etc. And then the biggest woman-directed studio movie ever comes along…female screenwriter, female novelist, entirely female audience…and it’s about a mousey dishrag chick who defines herself solely through a supernaturally rich, dreamy guy who gets her to like being roughed up. From a novel that was literally Twilight fanfiction…you know, that other female-forward franchise about a virginal girl who prostrates herself and forgoes her entire existence for a hot vampire.” — posted earlier today at 2:40 pm.