Reviews

We all know this scenario, you are down to clown and the mood is set. You pull out your well curated collection of toys like a wine connoisseur of orgasms. You click that bad boy into your harness, ready to ruin this lovely person who is ready to be jack hammered into the afterlife. But alas you are fat and the harness isn’t big enough, even worse the fabric cuts into your skin like paper cuts and the jackhammering has ended with a weird plop as the toy has abandoned all hope and unceremoniously falls out of the o-ring of your harness. No worries though, the days of horny fat suffering have come to an end.

Billy Connolly used to talk about arsehole detectors. Flamboyant trousers. Beards dyed in primary colours. These things upset the arseholes so much, just by existing, that arseholes reveal themselves by complaining loudly. Sam Smith is a perfect arsehole detector. Their body, their music, their gender, their pronouns, their videos: arseholes can’t help but comment loudly and persistently.

Overall though I had a good time watching this season of The Umbrella Academy and I think if you liked previous seasons you will too. Though I do have to add that Netflix has come under fire for transphobia repeatedly across the last few years. The company has repeatedly paid millions to comedians who have gone on to make large swathes of their sets just anti-LGBTQIA+ and specifically anti-trans garbage, the latest being Ricky Gervais' SuperNature. Trans staff have even reportedly faced consequences for speaking out against Netflix for this and Netflix higher-ups have repeatedly defended the decision to platform transphobia in this way.

Abigail Thorn is absolutely a friend of Trans Writes and has even contributed an essay on the idea of dysphoria which you can check out here. So there was no way we were not going to review her debut play; The Prince. Kestral Gaian writes: