

What happens when two of the least popular girls in high school-both queer-start a fight club to hook up with some hot cheerleaders? Bottoms, a delirious journey into the whacked-out humor of co-writers Emma Seligman and Rachel Sennott, who previously teamed up on the 2021 Shiva Baby. l-r: BOTTOMS actress Havana Rose Liu and director Emma Seligman at SXSW 2023 ©Christopher Llewellyn Reed The film is about more than just her professional successes, however, also covering her private life, good and bad. In 1981 she would be nominated for an Oscar for her role in Robert Redford’s Ordinary People. Both series frequently cleaned up at the Emmys. In 1970, she was given her own show, which ran, also on CBS, until 1977, where she played a woman not in any kind of firm romantic relationship who made it “on her own” (as the title song indicated) in Minneapolis.

Born in 1936, Mary Tyler Moore came of age on screen just before the advent of second-wave feminism, yet her independent-minded wife on The Dick Van Dyke Show (1961-1966, CBS) helped pave the way for a rising mass consciousness that women should be more than mere appendages to their husbands. Though at 119 minutes this documentary tribute to the late, great star of television and film feels a little long (with a few too many endings), its cinematic heart is very much in the right place and it serves the subject mostly quite well. BEING MARY TYLER MOORE director James Adolphus at SXSW 2023 ©Christopher Llewellyn Reed If none of these, nor those I reviewed in full, strike you as interesting, check out the award winners, as you may find other treasures therein. Now, before the festival, which ran March 10-19, recedes too quickly into the past, I offer brief capsule thoughts on six other films. All of this is to say that though my return to an in-person SXSW this year may have been a blast, I paid a price for the experience.ĭuring my time on the ground, I wrote a number of reviews and interviews for both this site and Hammer to Nail. And though my symptoms have improved after a miserable weekend, I remain afflicted.

That evening, sure enough, I tested positive for COVID-19. Pardon my delay in writing this, but on the day I flew out of Austin, Texas, to return home I began to feel unwell (fortunately for everyone else, I masked on the plane).
