So, I binge watched “Dix Pour Cent/Call My Agent!”…

It all started about a week ago, when a friend of mine recommended “Dix Pour Cent” under the pretenses that it was queer. So, even though it’s not my usual cup of tea… I watched it. All four seasons. And here are my unfiltered (and maybe kind of harsh, fans beware) thoughts on this. This will also probably be a pretty short one.

“At Paris talent firm, A.S.K, agents scramble to keep their star clients happy and their business afloat. Three agents, Mathias, Gabriel and Andréa, juggle one situation to another in circumstances that blend their personal and professional lives.”

Note: this review contains spoilers for the entire series, as well as some in passing talk of incest. (Not in detail)

Some Thoughts on Straight Up (2019, U.S.)

So Myriam and I watched Straight Up a day or so ago together (at my behest), and neither of us enjoyed it — or found it worthwhile enough to do a joint review of it. But, after ruminating over it, I did find that I had some things I wanted to address about the movie, and why it ultimately failed to, in my opinion, actually tackle the issue of important non-romantic relationships in any meaningful way.^[1]

The summary from Netflix is as follows, “When a gay brainiac with OCD questions his identity, he enters a romantic relationship with a woman, leaving sex and physical intimacy out of it.”

Note: this review contains spoilers for the entire movie, as well as some candid talk of sex, and some cussing, because I am mad.