The insatiable baby-woman
'Poor Things' and the pornographic fantasy of feral 'female desire.'
This week, I finally watched the buzzy film Poor Things. It takes a lot these days to drag me to the theater, but it was the culmination of a couple things. A bookstagram account recommended my book—a sexual coming-of-age memoir—as accompanying reading for the film, and a handful of people reached out to tell me they wanted to know my “tho…
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