In a world where Black women are regularly and repeatedly pitted against each other, on a show based entirely on interpersonal drama, it’s a wonderful reprieve to see the support and trust that they’re capable of.
Love & Anarchy is as much of a flirtatious, spontaneous, surprisingly sweet adventure as the trailer had me expecting.
Better Than People is the charming, cozy, low-angst comfort read I didn’t know I needed. The anxiety rep is startlingly accurate, and Jack’s once-scorned-now-grumpy mood is relatable as heck.
Betty feels like a daydream. Do we really live in a world where this beautiful authentic gorgeous intimate incredible moment gets made into a movie, and then HBO picks it up for a series? Is the world really that good a place right now?