Yetide Badaki (Full Frontal) & Vivien Endicott Douglas (Brief Breasts) in American Gods [S1E2]
What’s in a Name? What’s in a Label?
Most roles I audition for are female characters written by men. I find myself being asked to embody versions of the same female archetypes over and over again: the ingénue, the virgin, the manic pixie dream girl, or the victim. These characters often exist as objects of male desire, and most often are written to fit into a male-driven narrative. The fact is that opportunities for women to express rage, to be dirty, rough, confident, loud, explosive, and filled with contradiction are few and far between. When I think about all that d’bi.young anitafrika does on stage, when I remember seeing Ann-Marie Macdonald and Liisa Repo-Martell in Soulpepper’s Top Girls, Maev Beaty in Passion Play, Tara Rosling and Pippa Domville in If We Were Birds, I feel my heart swell, my skin crawl, my blood boil, and I want more of this. I want more of these kinds of parts to be available to and created by women.
The majority of the material women deal with—especially women my age—is still limited to what normative culture deems as “naturally feminine.” The parts of me that are considered “unfeminine” are unwelcome. So in a lot of these roles, I have to actively repress parts of myself. I contract inwards, I become smaller, and I show less of myself to the world, to my fellow actors, to the audience—all because part of me has been told it doesn’t belong. That kind of self-consciousness is counter-intuitive: it’s our job as performers to create compelling work by sharing ourselves, our vulnerabilities. But how can I create my strongest work when I feel like parts of my authentic experience are being judged or shamed, are not acceptable or worthy?
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Brandy Mason & Nadia White (Full Nudity) in Don’t Fuck in the Woods (2016)
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Synopsis: Alex and Jane just graduated college with an uncertain future ahead of them. In financial debt with no aid from their family because of their lesbian relationship, Alex can’t shake the uncomfortable sensation that her life spirals down an unknown path. Jane’s optimism stems from the upcoming reboot woodland retreat with friends. Booze, drugs, and a whole lot of sex is planned to escape reality’s harsh unforgiving grip. There’s only one problem. A creature lurks in the woods, sniffing out the moment of vaginal penetration, and ripping to shreds the naked, sweaty bodies that were entangled in raunchy passion. A jock, a cheerleader, a geek, a stoner, and a pair of lesbians are the familiar horror film tropes fighting for their very lives in a grisly battle against a ghastly man-beast.
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Melína Kolka Guðmundsdóttir (Breasts) in Menn (2014)
24-year old Icelandic-Indian model-graphic designer-actress Melína Kolka Guðmundsdóttir [1][2][3][4][5][6] (Breasts) in Menn (2014) [Short Film]
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