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The wealthy, elderly Black couple are flustered, having driven for hours from Manhattan after witnessing a blackout in New York. Unexpectedly, the rental home’s owners, Ruth and GH, show up in the middle of the night and ask to come inside. Her professor husband Clay cares more about sneaking cigarettes than ascending the class ladder, and their kids are just relieved the Wi-Fi works. They’re successful, but not so successful that the matriarch, Amanda, doesn’t long to be the kind of person who owns a newly remodeled summer getaway. Angela WatercutterĪn upper-middle-class white family is driving toward the posh vacation home they’ve rented on Long Island.

Even if it wasn’t released in a pandemic, it would still have been a love story for our times, because it’s one for all times. As they are drawn closer and closer to one another, despite the outside forces sure to pull them apart, it was hard not to watch and hope that one day the world would not be forcing everyone to stay separate and that we could all find loves of our own. Set in a rural seaside home in 18th-century France, it focuses on the love between a painter, Marianne (Noémie Merlant) and her subject Héloïse (Adèle Haenel), who is hesitant to have her portrait made since it will be a gift to the man she’s being all but forced to marry. One of the last films I saw in theaters before quarantine began, writer-director Céline Sciamma’s drama felt like the ideal love story for isolated times. Of all the pop culture condolences that came early on during the Covid-19 lockdown, Hulu putting Portrait of a Lady on Fire on its streaming service was the one that comforted me most. I’ve heard the nasally Ben Shapiro remix playing everywhere from protests to thirst traps, and it always makes me laugh, extra large and extra hard. This time the figurehead of crusty moral panic was noted transphobe Ben Shapiro, who gifted the internet with a pearl-clutching dramatic reading of the song’s lyrics, bowdlerizing them into a dry, dry nursery rhyme about something called a “wet-ass p-word.” (He also tweeted that he and his “doctor wife” agree that the song’s description of p-words sounds like a medical condition, a bedroom self-own the internet hasn’t seen since DJ Khaled’s.) The internet-especially TikTok, which was already making wild remixes like Phantom of the WAP-ra -rejoiced. See, if there’s one thing guaranteed to rile up conservative commentators, it’s successful Black women being sexually suggestive, and the ladies of “WAP” have plenty of suggestions. Jokes of all kinds gushed onto social media-goofy, lewd, empowered, socially anxious, Kylie Jenner-related, and, eventually, political. Megan Thee Stallion and Cardi B’s irreverent banger “WAP” was already the song of this year’s bizarre summer, and then the internet got hold of it. “WAP,” Cardi B featuring Megan Thee Stallion

Across the universe by fiona apple torrent