Amy Schumer is the shit. Loud and clear. Opinionated statement yet fair by many standards. Perfect timing, clean-cut delivery, immediate chemistry and a fearless voice. And that’s only in her solo acts. Movies—be it alongside Goldie Hawn, Aidy Bryant or LeBron friggin’ James—have proven to be a vehicle she naturally steals, serving her as a platform to speak a necessary truth. In this case, self-acceptance equating to power.


“I’m beautiful!!” exclaims—a reminiscent of Madeline Ashton—Renee Bennett, much to Tasha’s (former SNL cast member Sasheer Zamata) confusion

Written and directed by Abby Kohn (Valentine’s Day, He’s Just Not That into You), I Feel Pretty (2018) stars Schumer as Renee, a midtown Manhattan girl whose body image keeps coming back to haunt her on a daily basis. Until one day she hits her head on a soul cycle machine and magically stars seeing herself as a supermodel. 

Unrealistic storyline, granted. And most disappointing script, I’ll tell you that. But that’s the thing. Amy sells the ticket either way, notwithstanding key elements. Sarcastic, unapologetic and spot on, it seems like every movie is a new internship where she tries her kit in a different way. The supporting cast doesn’t luck star power: laureated chameleon Michelle Williams, her BFF and lousy talent but great gal Busy Phillips and SNL‘s Aidy Bryant.

The message of healthy body image doesn’t feel like schooling. More like a friendly reminder by that funny gal from the screen. It’s cunningly engrained in every plot twist and reinforced by the praise off-screen. I Feel Pretty won’t be a memorable, timeless comedy for the ages. But it was very worth watching and made for great, summer, sweet popcorn enjoyment. Not only making necessary use of a humongous distribution platform, but certainly reinforcing Schumer’s status as a comedy heavyweight within the community.


The Guardian is wrong to deem Love, Simon (2018) “perky, clean-cut and unashamedly accessible.” It is also imbued with fearless originality, infectious idealism and the right dose of cheesy. The Greg Berlanti-directed teen roomcom is a necessary production that shines a light on the awkwardness, shame, fear, unexpected support and ultimate relief that defines the coming out process. Nick Robinson is a young Jacob Tremblay in the making. Or old? You get it: that name won’t go away anytime soon.


Simon (centre left) and friends Nick, Abby and Leah

This sweet (teen romcom) production would have made many gay men who took bullets as youngsters proud.