There’s a particular kind of damage you can’t photograph. The kind that doesn’t show up on red carpets or mugshots. It creeps into the corners of lives — famous or not — and leaves a residue that’s hard to clean. It’s called inherited trauma, and trauma doesn’t always scream. Sometimes it rides in on war or poverty, but sometimes it’s hand-delivered by your mother or father, wrapped in gaslighting, manipulation, and control. Sometimes it whispers through generations, hiding behind family photos and holiday dinners, dressed up as duty, silence, or shame.  Welcome to the world of narcissistic parents, where you’re not a child — you’re an accessory. A trophy. Or worse, competition. For some, the roles are obvious: the golden child, the scapegoat. For others, the trauma is subtle, shapeshifting, dressed in matching outfits and forced smiles. The wound is real even when the audience claps.  Narcissistic parents don’t raise children. They raise extensions of themselves...

  The holiday movie season officially starts this later this week. If you find yourself fed up with the relatives on Thanksgiving Day or dealing with belligerent shoppers on Black Friday, then head out to the movies. You can deal with outrageous ticket prices and stale popcorn instead. Here are a few of the vanity projects and Oscar bait movies to select from.  Edit: The movies below will be released starting late this week through end December. Maestro: The Leonard Bernstein bio pic that's directed, co-written, and stars Bradley Cooper and his fake prosthetic nose. Bradley desperately wants an Oscar, and this movie is his second shameless attempt to convince everyone he’s the next Orson Welles or Frank Capra.  He's going to be campaigning hard for those Academy votes. The real Leonard Bernstein (left) vs. Bradley Cooper with fake nose: Photo: The New York Times Leave The World Behind: A paranoid thriller about a family who rents a vacation home. Think AirBnB + inte...

Famously unnecessary scene in Star Trek So what is it? We are prudes. No, no, scratch that. We are liberated. No, wait, not that. We view s*x positively. Absolutely not that. We are fucking confused; that is what we are. There are so many messages flying around which we are supposed to believe and try to grasp. The UK, Canada, and America are not s*x-positive countries, yet the adult industry rakes in billions a year; women often have to position themselves as sexy to sell records or be seductive to further their careers in the film industry. The #MeToo movement lifted the lid off of the casting couch culture and the sick objectification of actresses. But didn't we kind of know that already? Was it that much of a surprise? However, you know what surprised me? Australia. From what I have experienced and in researching the issue, they are ahead of the other 3 countries. Don't mind me packing my bags and the Melbourne or Bust tattoo on my shoulder.   Loana may have been a beauty,...