Everyone enjoyed Manohla Dargis‘s Elizabeth: The Golden Age review than ran two days ago, but a big-city critic had this comment: “Do you think a male critic could have gotten away with that many references to female legs crossed, bosoms heaving and bodies quaking? What might the female equivalent of ‘smoldering slab of man meat‘ be, and could you publish it in the New York Times? A male scribe would have been called a perv and worse, methinks. The double standard lives!”