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Eric Henderson
@ephender.bsky.social
Twin Cities. I am a man who is married to a man. 🏳️‍🌈
Letterboxd snark: https://letterboxd.com/ephender/
November 6, 2025 at 10:03 PM
Looks like we’re building up to an all-timer of a lineup for Oscar gays whose truer sexuality is Best Supporting Actress.
November 2, 2025 at 6:12 AM
October 18, 2025 at 6:33 PM
btw, chef’s kiss for what I am gonna assume is deliberate metadata sabotage on @vinegarsyndro.me’s part
October 11, 2025 at 3:59 AM
I dunno, my most recent movie library acquisitions suggest I may have a problem loving bad movies too much.
August 19, 2025 at 3:52 PM
June 23, 2025 at 2:05 PM
These two alone, I mean ...
February 14, 2025 at 6:57 PM
If only Jesse E. could’ve found some way to muscle up over gay Bond, we might’ve had a 5-for-5 picture-actor correlation. Alas, I think we get parity this year, with Kidman being the odd one out in her corner. (To underline, I still have no idea who’s winning actress this year.)
January 5, 2025 at 1:39 AM
Come to think of it, it DOES feel like probably about 10 years ago when I realized QUIZ SHOW was robbed.
December 26, 2024 at 3:51 PM
After strongly aligning last year, @slantmagazine.com and @filmcomment.com.web.brid.gy’s year-end polls are far more divergent in 2024.
December 13, 2024 at 3:43 PM
Counterpoint:
December 9, 2024 at 2:43 PM
Not the NYT layout team subtly shading Netflix’s notably pink-and-green EMILIA PEREZ “for your consideration” ad.
December 8, 2024 at 5:21 PM
I know the end of this skueet is likely an autopost/metadata fail, but it with astonishing accuracy mimics the exact point in movie awards season when the mid-to-uberlocal corners start tripping over themselves to say the same 7 titles over and over again
December 7, 2024 at 5:00 AM
Nobody does it better (the "it" being making fun, interesting, infuriating, engaging lists, which is of course extremely meaningless)
December 5, 2024 at 10:33 PM
AMERICAN MOVIE (Chris Smith, 1999) “I'm thankful I won 50 bucks the other day, thankful that I won another ten dollars today, and I'm thankful for all the food that I've been eating, you know, around Thanksgiving time.”
November 28, 2024 at 5:35 PM
THE HOLE (Tsai Ming-Liang, 1998) Strange to feel so nostalgic on this waning side of a pandemic (and waxing side of climate calamity), but art-gay flexes are both timeless and eternal.
November 28, 2024 at 4:39 PM
THE GIRL FROM CHICAGO (Oscar Micheaux, 1932) I suspect WITHIN OUR GATES is the "correct" choice when it comes to Micheaux, but I can't help but be inspired by every single uncanny aspect of his early talkie.
November 26, 2024 at 10:53 PM
3 WOMEN (Robert Altman, 1977) It's become less controversial to say this of late, but I prefer this immensely to either PERSONA or MULHOLLAND DR. (And to pretty much just about every other movie.)
November 26, 2024 at 5:28 PM
LONG-HAIRED HARE (Chuck Jones, 1949) [s] Like one of my favorite tw**ts said, there's no way at least ONE of them didn't know that wasn't Leopold.
November 26, 2024 at 3:55 PM
NEWS FROM HOME (Chantal Akerman, 1976) Like Stevie sang in "As," there's a lot of "in it but not of it" floating around in this one.
November 26, 2024 at 3:48 PM
DAISY KENYON (Otto Preminger, 1947) Movies by adults about adults for adults. I try to include ONE movie without farts in it on lists like these.
November 26, 2024 at 1:56 AM
CREEPSHOW (George A. Romero, 1982) One of two movies I have large-scale tattoos built around. No, it’s not of Ed Harris’s signature funky noose disco dance move.
November 26, 2024 at 1:32 AM
ORDERLY OR DISORDERLY (Abbas Kiarostami, 1981) [s] AK is so godhead he can even do SESAME STREET better!
November 26, 2024 at 1:24 AM
SUPPORT THE GIRLS (Andrew Bujalski, 2018) As flawless a dissection of the meaninglessness of the American work day as has ever been delivered. (And @nyfcc.bsky.social giving best actress to Regina Hall? Easily the best crix award pick since Eddie Murphy’s @nsfc.bsky.social win for NUTTY PROFESSOR.)
November 26, 2024 at 12:00 AM
MS. 45 (Abel Ferrera, 1981) Early Ed Koch-era NYC-as-hell remains an all-time favorite genre, and this one has Mr. Met smiling through the ultimate Halloween “show, don’t tell” feminist, er, statement. What more could one want?
November 25, 2024 at 11:45 PM