Glad to be working but...
Cracked on Hollywood’s depictions of women but of course some of it’s universal:

Hollywood glosses over this more than almost anything else, but some of us work at jobs because we need the money. Women don’t work just to get out of the house and do something fun. The conflict isn’t between our fascinating project at our architectural firm and our kid’s Little League game. It’s between going to the kid’s Little League game and being able to pay for the kid to stay in Little League.

When someone’s working ridiculous hours to the point they can’t go out and meet people, it’s possible they’re doing it because of a burning ambition to get ahead and make partner someday, but it’s even more likely they’re doing it to pay the exorbitant rent on the fancy Manhattan apartments so many of these movie characters have, or just pay off their student loans.

There’s a lot of ways to make a female character relatable as she struggles to balance her career and her personal life, but giving her some kind of hobby-like superjob she doesn’t even need sure doesn’t help.

Labels: film, television