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Insatiable is a teen comedy drama that follows the experiences of Patty Bladell in high school. Patty is continually bullied because of her weight. She eventually gets punched in the face, and she needs surgery to screw her jaw shut. For 3 months, Patty is resigned to a liquid diet, which causes her to lose weight.
Patty comes back to school with an appetite for revenge against anyone who bullied her. She also catches the eye of beauty coach, Bon Armstrong, who purposes to transform her into a pageant queen. The show had a poor reception when it first came out.
It was, therefore, a surprise that Netflix renewed the show for a second season. The reason for the renew was that, although critics hated the show, the viewers loved it. Insatiable garnered a viewer rating of 84% on Rotten Tomatoes.
We love the show because of the humor and the satire that makes up the show. Another key feature of Insatiable is that the show characterizes women as strong and influential people in society. It describes crucial feminist ideals, and that is part of the reason why it is a major hit with viewers. You can watch two seasons of Insatiable on Netflix.
Once you are done, you can watch the following woman empowering shows.
Good Girls follows the stories of three suburban women who are tired of their financial troubles. They come up with a daring plan to end their troubles. With the help of toy guns, they rob a supermarket and unintentionally attract the attention of a local gang.
The heist sets the ladies firmly into an unknown and dangerous criminal world. As they planned for the supermarket heist, the ladies didn’t realize that the supermarket served as a money-laundering front for the notorious gang leader, Rio. To pay Rio back, the ladies agree to do more crimes for him.
Christina Hendricks plays the role of Elizabeth Boland on the show. Initially, she didn’t think that the cast could pull off such an ambitious plot. However, the show has garnered great reviews due to it’s a great cast, witty humor, and an empowering feminist theme. You can watch Good Girls on Netflix.
Big Little Lies was initially supposed to be a seven-episode mini-series. However, the unprecedented success of the first season led to a series renewal. Big Little Lies follows the lives of Monterey’s wealthiest mothers, who eventually find themselves involved in a murder investigation.
At the end of season 1, the women in question are cleared of any responsibility regarding the murder of Perry. Season 2 deals with the aftermath of Perry’s death and the search for his killer. The show has a great cast, and the story is very interesting. Big Little Lies is an empowering show for women, with one of the show’s storylines focusing on the disastrous effects of rape.
It’s part of the reason why Big Little Lies landed 16 Emmy nominations. The show won in eight Emmy Awards. You can watch Big Little Lies on HBO Now.
13 Reasons Why took the world by storm. Previously, issues such as depression, suicide, and sexual harassment weren’t talked about so vividly. The show was an eye-opener on the effects of poor mental health.
The show follows the story of Hannah Baker as she details why she decided to commit suicide via a series of tapes. Each tape focuses on a particular character and how the character contributed to Hannah’s decision to end her life.
You might ask how the show is supposed to empower women, given that Hannah eventually committed suicide. Well, 13 Reasons Why sheds light on issues such as sexual harassment and rape, and how these events can affect mental health. Hannah’s death, though cruel, is a lesson on how not to deal with such issues. You can catch 13 Reasons Why on Netflix.
Broad City follows the story of two Jewish women trying to make it in New York City. Abbi and Ilana have different views on the course that their lives should take. Abbi believes that a successful career as an illustrator will help her make it in New York.
Ilana despises work, and she enjoys living life on the fast lane. Abbi has a different outlook on life, but she often finds herself drawn towards Ilana’s schemes. Ilana Glazer and Abbi Jacobson co-wrote and co-starred in the show. They based the show on their real-life experiences, and it brings out the importance of strong female friendships.
Amy Poehler is the executive producer of the show which has a 99% rating on Rotten Tomatoes. You can catch Broad City on Amazon.
Alexa and Katie is perhaps the most conventional show on this list. It follows a direct storyline that features two girls ready to start high school life. Like most girls, they fantasize about first dates and school dances.
However, Alexa is diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, and Katie feels indebted to her dear friend to help her at this time of need. Katie is so committed to Alexa that she shaves her hair when Alexa’s hair starts to fall off due to chemo.
The friendship between Katie and Alexa is one to behold. It shows how strong friends can help each other overcome hardships. You will also have a good laugh as you watch Alexa and Katie on Netflix.
Everybody was sad when Veronica Mars came to an abrupt end in 2007. The crime-thriller follows the story of an intelligent and brave high school student who eventually becomes a private investigator.
Her passion is to solve the toughest cases in the town of Neptune. The main motivation for this passion is the murder of her best friend, Lily. Veronica has to overcome her sexual trauma to make sure that she succeeds. The show was an incredible portrayal of how women can overcome the greatest trials.
Thankfully, Hulu agreed to renew the series in 2019. You can watch all 4 seasons of Veronica Mars on Hulu.
GLOW focuses on the lives of female wrestlers recruited by a struggling actress, Ruth Wilder. She recruits them into a wrestling promotion known as the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling (GLOW). Ruth is a temperamental character, and her tendency to overreact constantly lands her in trouble.
The show focuses on the lives and careers of the ladies that Ruth recruits. Each wrestler struggles with life both inside and outside the ring. The characters rely on strong female friendships to make it through an industry with strong societal prejudices.
GLOW has become a big hit due to a carefully selected cast, a fun storyline, and a strong message. It has a rating of 93% on Rotten Tomatoes, and you can catch it on Netflix.
When three working class students earn scholarships to Las Encinas, they receive a hostile reception from the wealthy students at the school. However, Nadia, Christian, and Samuel slowly get some friends.
Soon enough, you can’t tell the difference between the new students and the old ones. There is plenty of drama in the show, as you might expect with high school students.
The 1st season ends with the discovery of a murder while season 2 deals with the search to find the murderer. It is a scintillating series, with many strong characters. There is a particular focus on the female characters and how they deal with issues such as sexuality and religion.
Elite has a 91% rating on Rotten Tomatoes, and you can watch the show on Netflix.
Imagine arriving home from a field trip and finding out that the rest of the people in your town are gone. That’s the reality that these teenagers from West Ham, Connecticut, find themselves in after they return from a canceled field trip.
To make matters worse, a dense forest grows around the town, locking the teenagers inside. Furthermore, the outside world doesn’t seem to exist, and they can’t establish contact outside the town. The situation leaves them with limited resources and a desire to stay alive.
The show has strong female characters who take charge of the situation. The Society enjoyed a great reception. You can catch The Society on Netflix.
Greenhouse Academy was adapted from an Israeli show called The Greenhouse . Hayley and Alex Woods enroll in the elite Greenhouse Academy that is reserved for gifted future leaders. The two join opposing houses, and they soon become bitter rivals.
Hayley joins the Ravens (smart ones), while Alex joins the Eagles (sporty ones). The siblings soon find out that there could be more to their mother’s mysterious disappearance. Alex and Hayley investigate the matter, and they uncover a conspiracy involving manmade earthquakes.
The two opposing houses combine forces to bring down this conspiracy. Ariel Mortman’s performance as Hayley Woods is one of the best in the series. Hayley’s character is smart and resourceful, and she is integral to the team’s success. You can catch Greenhouse Academy on Netflix.
By Sandy Hingston ·
2/24/2018, 8:58 p.m.
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Amazon’s digital assistant is one bland, obsequious, creepy bitch.
My husband Doug and I were watching the halftime show of a nationally televised Sixers game when he squinted at the screen. “Who’s that on the far left?” he asked of the array of analyst/clowns seated on the set.
“You’re kidding, right?” I told him. “That’s Shaquille O’Neal.”
“Of course it is! Who else is built like that?”
He peered again. “Man, he does not look good. How old is he?”
“I don’t know. Around our age, I guess.”
“Alexa!” said Doug. “How old is Shaquille O’Neal?”
“Shaquille O’Neal is 45 years old,” Alexa’s weird, anodyne canned voice responded after a moment.
There was a time when Doug and I could have had a rip-roaring-good argument about the age of Shaquille O’Neal. He might have opened by noting that Shaq had been playing for the Celtics only a few seasons ago, so how could he be upward of 60, like us? I might have countered that our son’s first college roommate had been named for the big guy and Jake is 25 now, so there was that. We might have parried over whether or not Shaq had been on the Lakers team that beat the Sixers in the 2001 NBA championship, which would have led me to reminisce fondly about watching the first game of that playoff on a tiny battery TV outside my leader’s tent at the annual co-ed Patriot Days encampment at Daniel Boone Homestead while trying to keep tabs on two dozen hormone-ridden Girl Scouts, which would have led both of us to recall Doug’s first Patriot Days encampment, with Jake’s Cub Scout troop, and how it rained nonstop for three days until Jake stood in the middle of a field and cried because there was nowhere dry to sit down. We would have laughed at the memory, maybe clinked our glasses (his beer, mine wine) and felt warm-fuzzy and a little closer to each other, and we might even have gotten it on upstairs after the game was over, despite the fact the Lakers won.
But instead, we have Alexa. So we never did.
I come from a big, loud, argumentative family. (For most of our marriage, Doug’s parents thought I was Italian.) We enjoy nothing more than a big holiday dinner at which we all stuff our faces and shout at one another and bicker over inconsequential stuff like whether the recipe for Aunt Laura’s pound cake had sour cream in it and if Jack Ruby acted alone. We’re contented — hell, we’re actually most comfortable — in a state of quarrelsome upheaval. It’s how we show love.
Alexa has two states: bland certainty and obsequious ignorance. In the former, she’s like a bad small-town newspaper writer: “The school-board meeting started promptly at 7 p.m. on Wednesday.” In the latter, she’s Edith Bunker, simpering and apologetic: “I’m afraid I don’t have that information just now.” If you tell her she’s stupid — which, I’m not ashamed to say, I have, more than once — her snappy comeback is, “That’s not very nice.” If I wanted a Sunday-school teacher to talk to, I’d invite the Mormons in.
I didn’t invite Alexa. She was a joint birthday gift to Doug and me from our son-in-law, whom we love like life itself. Basil is a millennial, though, and so far as I can tell, his life’s ambition, like the rest of his generation’s, is to lie on the sofa and control the universe from his phone. We first met Alexa at his house, in fact, where she monitors the thermostat, the music, the lighting, the grocery list, and for all I know his breathing. I’m afraid to use the bathrooms there.
Basil and my daughter, Marcy, have a very different relationship to privacy than I do. They like that their tubular tabulator knows when they’re running out of toilet paper. They think it’s cool that Alexa has learned their musical tastes. They don’t mind that Amazon is hard at work on what it calls “delighters” that will make her so much fun that neither of them will ever want to talk to a real human being again. In a recent CNET report on the quest to make Alexa more irresistible than ice cream, Ben Fox Rubin wrote, “Amazon also created several Alexa personality traits, including smart, approachable, humble, enthusiastic, helpful and friendly.” If Ben Fox Rubin thinks she’s all that, he needs better friends.
Marcy and Basil are also young. For them, it’s a plus that they can dim the porch light or start the coffee machine from the comfort of the sofa. Me, I need to get up and do such chores manually just to keep my blood circulating. I predict skyrocketing rates of bedsores and thrombosis as these devices catch on.
After Alexa came to live with us — it would have been rude to just leave her in the box — I read up a little on what tech people think of her. From this, I learned that she can do a whole slew of things that I am never going to want her to do. She can fill my living room with the sound of waterfalls or a purring cat or a crackling fire. She can tell me the temperature in Dubai. She can make herself speak MORE LOUDLY or more softly. She can play any song I want her to play, except, apparently, the first song I asked her to play, J.J. Cale’s “Cocaine” (strictly for nostalgia), which is only available to me via some convoluted subscription process that doesn’t offer instant gratification, so screw that. She can play podcasts. I have never had the urge to listen to a podcast. She can misunderstand or mishear about 85 percent of what I say, which requires me to perform verbal calisthenics as I try to restate it in a form her still fairly primitive AI is able to comprehend. She also tells dumb jokes, and lights up whenever the TV plays an Alexa commercial, which is about 50 times in the course of a Sixers game.
That summation may make her sound benign. She’s not. She’s totally creepy. She’s equipped with a sort of über-intercom feature called Drop In that, were Marcy and Basil dumb enough to enable it, would let my voice materialize in their bedroom without any warning. A slightly more upscale model would let me see into their bedroom as well. And vice versa. God forbid.
She also, in yet another iteration — the Amazon Echo Look — will let me stand in front of her while she critiques my wardrobe. (I have a cousin just like her.) She does this by taking a photo of me and comparing it to other photos she has taken of me and stored “in the cloud.” She then uses something called “Style Check” to place a yellow check mark on her outfit preference. Well, it might be her preference. Or it might be that of the “designated Amazon personnel” who are monitoring your photos and video so they can learn more about you, pitch products to you, and “provide and improve our services,” as Amazon explained to the website TechCrunch. I’m tempted to digress here into a brief discussion of millennials’ apparent constant, insatiable need for validation, to the point that they crave wardrobe advice from a camera attached to a speaker. But I’m too distracted by the notion that somewhere in Seattle, a bunch of snot-nosed kids could be snickering at my choice of scarf.
And then there’s the suicide thing.
The Wall Street Journal had an article not too long ago headlined, “Alexa, Can You Prevent Suicide?” Amazon’s research shows that more than 50 percent of users’ interactions with their digital assistants are “non-utilitarian” — we don’t want anything; we’re just chewing the fat. Toni Reid, the “vice president of Alexa experience and Echo devices” (!) at Amazon, told the WSJ the company was “surprised” that people were having so many conversations with their Alexas; right from the start, “Customers treated Alexa as a companion, someone they could talk to.” They ask her for her favorite color (infrared, FYI); they ask her to marry them. And they share information about themselves. They tell Alexa they’re depressed, or say they’re thinking of suicide. Amazon quantifies these last sorts of conversations as “sensitive topics” and has crafted “manual responses” for them (assuming, of course, that you frame your suicidal ideation in an Alexa-acceptable way).
Look, I talk to my cat all the time, and the only language she speaks is can opener. I understand loneliness and isolation; I’m a Union fan. But it saddens my soul that this era’s grand experiments in interconnectedness and worldwide community are trickling down to Twitter’s Insulter in Chief and a bunch of solitary people baring their existential despair to what’s essentially a Furby, only sleek.
On the other hand. In November, the Inquirer reported on how Inglis House is working with Amazon to install specially programmed Echos in the apartments of dozens of disabled people, who are using the devices to help them live independently. The article told how such a version of Alexa lets Richard Bernard, who has the movement disorder dystonia and has trouble speaking in sentences, direct her with single words.
On the other other hand. Bernard’s word for his bedroom is “Bill,” his brother’s name. He calls his kitchen “Mom.” As IT director Michael Strawbridge explained, “We figured we could change the commands to words that Richard could say, but also people whom he doesn’t get to see much. He found words that he could say and enjoys saying.”
Last year, Amazon provided the data from a suspect’s Echo to police who were investigating the murder of his friend. While Alexa is programmed to record only after she’s given her keyword, the devices “often record accidentally in response to non-keywords,” according to Business Insider. Brrrrr. Oh, and Business Insider also says that Echo devices “record audio from a few seconds before, during and after” hearing one of these keywords. Which, um — HOW THE HELL DOES IT KNOW TO START RECORDING BEFORE IT HEARS THE KEYWORD, HUH? How does it do that?!? Alexa is recording all the time. I know she is. I feel it in my bones. Wasn’t I gob-smacked when, a few days after Doug set Alexa up, he showed me the transcript on his phone of everything we’d said to her so far — including a couple of sick jokes our son had made about suicide?
I don’t think I’d worry about this Big Brother Is Listening stuff so much if I felt more secure about democracy in the Age of Trump.
I suppose it’s nice that Alexa can play practically any song I ask her to, or that she’ll queue up medleys based on my prior choices. But I don’t use Sirius. I don’t even play CDs on my (lengthy) daily commute. I punch the preset buttons on my car radio and see what serendipity lands on. This makes Jake crazy. “Wouldn’t it be amazing,” he began in his sarcastic-wonder voice the last time we were in the car together and I went through the sequence of buttons without happening on a favorite, “if there were some way to get the radio to play music you real
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