It's no secret that true crime has an indelible place in the pop culture canon. The success of shows like The People Vs. O.J. Simpson and Making A Murder prove that no matter the cultural weather, the world is interested in criminal acts. New to this canon, though, are podcasts. The audio-only medium is new to the entertainment world in general — in fact, the word "podcast" is but 13 years old. The medium did not immediately take to true crime. For a while, it seemed newsy broadcasts like This American Life dominated the podcast world.
And then there was Serial. The WNYC-produced podcast sunk its teeth into a decades-old case that had been solved long ago, and it seemed that everyone was listening. (There are not one, but two excellent sketches parodying the podcast, which, if you ask me, cements its relevance.) Serial gave birth to a whole range of crime-themed delicious listening. Today, there's a track for every palate. Love comedy? We've got humorous crime podcasts. Love the details? This one is so thorough you'll feel like you just left a college class. Interested in only Hollywood murders? Oh, boy, there are bunches.
Ahead, find the top true crime podcasts on the market right now. We've separated them by category, so you can find the best one for your sensibilities.
There is a hell of a lot to unpack on The Handmaid's Tale, Hulu's new series about a dystopian future — a patriarchal, puritanical society — in which women are reduced to breeding stock. The first three episodes of the can't-look-away show premiered Wednesday night (spoilers for those ahead), and everybody's talking about its searing resonance in the Trump era and just how feminist it is. Equally important to those themes is the savvy way the show handles LGBTQ representation. While the two gay protagonists, Moira (Samira Wiley) and Ofglen (Alexis Bledel), are treated horrendously within the world of the show — they're considered an abomination to the female sex — the characters themselves are incredibly rich. And no one plays "the gay best friend," as Wiley makes clear in a new interview with The Hollywood Reporter.
"The show looks at all of the characters as 100 percent multidimensional characters. We don’t have anyone on our show that is the 'gay character,'" Wiley told THR. "Ofglen is so much more than that. Moira is so much more than that." Wiley explained that her character Moira's sexual orientation is just a piece of her identity. "That is just one part about who she is but I don’t think it’s a character trait," she asserted. "It’s just a fact of who she is, just like the fact that she’s Black. And the fact that she’s a woman."
The Orange Is The New Black actress continued, "When I think about Moira and the kind of person she is, her sexual identity is not something that comes up immediately. I think about her being a strong woman, being this badass character that stands up for herself and for all the women who cannot stand up for themselves. She is someone who will survive."
And if you've started watching The Handmaid's Tale, you'll know that the ability to survive is the most important thing in Moira's world.
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Between The Walking Dead, Fear the Walking Dead, and Netflix's upcoming Santa Clarita Diet, which stars Drew Barrymore as a lovable California mom who happens to feast on human flesh, there are more than enough undead to satisfy your apocalyptic TV cravings.
But before zombies were breathing life back into TV, they were devouring their way through the silver screen. The first zombie movie goes back to 1932, when Edward and Victor Halperin directed The White Zombie, about an evil voodoo master who turns a woman into a zombie. Its sequel, Revenge of the Zombies, premiered in 1936.
Since then, the genre has flourished, providing us with such cult classics as Night of the Walking Dead, 28 Days Later, and Shaun of the Dead.
Join us as we look back at some of the scariest, most iconic zombie films of all time. If you're a Rick Grimes fan, you'll probably love these too.
We all look for inspiration in different ways. Some people turn to religion; some turn to the self-help section at the local Barnes & Noble. Some crank up their go-to motivational tunes (read: anything by Destiny's Child), while others pore over The Secret and try to bibbidy-bobbedy-boo their way into realization of their goals.
And us? Well, a good ol' movie night always helps. Whether it's a biopic celebrating someone who turned the world upside-down for the better, a sports film with "Eye of the Tiger" on repeat, or a tale of overcoming adversity, certain movies simply have a knack for lifting us up and inspiring us to do more and be more.
Who hasn't aspired to the wisdom of Atticus Finch, or the tenacity of Rocky Balboa? What movie-goer hasn't felt a spring in their step after watching the women of Hidden Figures rightfully get their due? Hell, even the Jamaican bobsled team can make a compelling case for the importance of chasing your dreams, no matter how far-fetched they may seem.
Looking to shake yourself out of complacency and get a little fired up? These films should do the trick.
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Some call it navel-gazing. We call it too good to put down.
As much as we adore fiction, a good memoir really has a huge emotional impact on the reader, because it has the benefit of being true (unless it's by James Frey, in which case, never mind). Whether it's Maya Angelou or Tina Fey or Barack Obama, everyone has a story to tell, and it's just a pleasure to be invited in.
The memoirists featured range from acclaimed poets to former slaves to humorists to rock stars. Their stories are engrossing, heartbreaking, unbelievable at times, and often hilarious. They're honest and raw, inviting you to chew on their own highly personal experiences as you meditate on your own. They're just filled with life.
Ahead we’ve gathered our favorite memoirs and autobiographies. Book reports are due next week, okay?
A great crime show has a twisted and charming reliability: Who doesn't love the intrigue of a heinous fictional crime, with the promise that it will be neatly resolved within an hour?
The best crime shows add a little more nuance. The Wire isn't a series about choosing sides — jaded lawmen vs. strategic gangsters — but about seeing how everyone's soul is compromised in the rat race toward a phony American dream. HBO's more recent The Night Of follows a similar pattern to its predecessors: There isn't just one experience when it comes to cops and crime — perspectives vary drastically based on where you are and what you look like.
The real criminal justice system seems closer to a horror-thriller these days, so the shows ahead might even be a little inspiring, too. In these series, dutiful, hardworking people try to make an inherently biased system work for everyone. The charm of all 450-plus episodes of Law & Order comes from its dependable formula. These are good cops working toward a fair conviction. That's not always true in real life.
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Well, it's that time of year again. The first Monday of May is in just a few days, so we've been pretty busy looking back at some highlights from the Met Gala. But there's a question that's been on our minds about the annual spectacle since January: Will the Trump family attend this year? Page Sixlet us know that Jared Kushner and Ivanka Trump are "too busy" to make it, which (we guess) makes sense, and the President and FLOTUS will not be going either. So, we're looking back at all of their red carpet appearances of Met Gala's past.
You'll notice a couple of things about the family's stunts at fashion's biggest night of the year. First Daughter Ivanka Trump seems to have consistently eschewed each year's theme — save for 2013 and 2014 — and stepmother Melania Trump has essentially done the same. This is particularly disappointing, considering half the fun of the Met Gala is seeing how all of the attendees interpreted it.
Ahead, we present you with a thorough chronology of the Trump family at the Met Gala. Similar to the Trump family at New York Fashion Week, and dating all the way back to 1985, the photos are a must-see, no matter what your politics are. Of course, this year's Rei Kawakubo show will go on — and in fact, it may be better off without them, as we're not sure there's enough room for the Secret Service on the steps of the Metropolitan Museum — but, hey, they sure had a good run, didn't they? Make sure you don't miss Ivanka's headpiece from Superheroes: Fashion and Fantasy in 2008. It's a doozy.
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We're all guilty of it. You see a comedy, spew popcorn all over the place laughing, and then spend the next several days repeating your favorite jokes to your friends. Days turn into weeks, and before long you've memorized every single line from Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy. People who have never seen Anchorman, didn't find it all that clever, or would like to watch Anchorman without you talking over the actors may find this behavior particularly annoying.
Haters gonna hate, but we totally feel you. Sometimes movie dialogue is so on point that it just has to be treasured, repeated, printed on T-shirts, and so forth. Some lines just sparkle. The serious, somber, important films may win all the awards, but a good poop joke can really stand the test of time.
We'll be regularly updating this list with our favorite lines from films old and new. Read on for the rudest, the crudest, and raddest quotes Hollywood has given us.
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The end of the world is nigh. Or so we've been told approximately 300 times, until Armageddon was narrowly avoided thanks to a rogue scientist/ unlikely hero/ band of rebels dreamed up by the incredibly paranoid/ relentlessly hopeful people who make movies.
We're about to see one more group of rebel heroes attempt to save us from robot-fueled doom in Terminator Genisys, which stomps into theaters July 1. In this new encounter with Sarah Connor (Emilia Clarke), John Connor (Jason Clarke), Kyle Reese (Jai Courtney), and the Terminator himself (Arnold Schwarzenegger), the challenge they face is the some one we've been grappling with on-screen since long before the Governator first intoned "I'll be back." That is: We're all doomed!
And yet, every fictional depiction of our demise serves a different purpose, from warning us of the idiocy of nuclear warfare ( Dr. Strangelove) and scaring the crap out of us about the consequences of genetic engineering (every modern zombie movie), to cautioning us against environmental disasters and spinning any number of silly allegories in between.
Here, we gather up the best end-of-the-world stories to hit the screen, and take a shot at analyzing what the point of it all is. You know, other than showing us wicked explosions, fire-breathing demons, and zombie swarms.
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The Weeknd can't feel his face. You can't feel your face, your toes, or your fingers, and you're fairly certain that your ears now resemble two frozen Jimmy Dean sausage patties. Welcome to winter, everyone!
Unless you're off to Gstaad for a spot of skiing with Mitzi and Lance, there's really only way to get through the sub-zero temps and slippery surfaces: a good old-fashioned movie night, served up with a roaring fire (okay, a space heater), some warming brandy, and the takeout some poor delivery driver had to bike through a snowstorm to bring you.
Winter, you see, is one of those things that seems better than it is. In films, it's beautiful and ethereal. In real life, it's cold and slushy. In films, you might become pals with a talking snowman or at least fling at few snowballs at Bill Murray. In real life, the only winter sport you're taking part in is falling on your ass on the sidewalk in front of large groups of people.
Long story short: Save yourself the frostbite, pull on those fleece jammies, and enjoy winter through the lens of Hollywood. It's just so much cozier.
It’s been four years since the release of sister trio HAIM’s first album, Days Are Gone. The twentysomethings’ unique sound instantly captured our attention, and gave us the break-up song we never knew we needed in “The Wire.”
Este, Danielle, and Alana Haim had been practicing for this moment their whole lives. Hailing from a Los Angeles, the three sisters played instruments in their family band, Rockinhaim, for years before going solo. While HAIM first formed in 2007 and played sparse, infrequent gigs, it was only until 2012 that the sisters went full steam ahead on their musical careers. And it paid off, big time: HAIM was nominated for Best New Artist at the 57th Annual Grammy Awards, and the sisters were initiated into the inner sanctum of Taylor Swift's friend group.
After releasing their smash hit debut album, Este, Danielle, and Alana Haim retreated into their music-writing enclave. At last, after weeks of cryptic teasing, the sister trio HAIM finally announced a release date for their sophomore album, Something to Tell You. Here’s everything we know about forthcoming follow-up.
What do you get when you bring one Daily Show correspondent, two legendary reporters, and many members of the press corps to the Washington Hilton for a White House Correspondents' Dinner — without the president? Answer: A very strange and unprecedented event.
This Saturday, April 29, members of the media will gather to celebrate reporting achievements and up-and-coming scholars. But the standard roast of the sitting commander-in-chief will be different than usual, since President Trump will not be in Washington. Instead, he’ll be hosting a rally in Pennsylvania.
It will be interesting to see how comedic host Hasan Minhaj handles the president’s absence and which, if any, celebrities decide to show up. Some will be skipping the event to attend Samantha Bee’s nearby Not The White House Correspondents’ Dinner, which may prove to be the more entertaining of the two.
If you want to compare and contrast the events, start by watching the real White House Correspondents’ Dinner, which will stream live on C-Span beginning at 9:30 p.m.
We are not robots. We feel things. We can't survive on comedic bromances and CGI-ed action sequences alone. We like our joy, but we need our sadness, too. So bring a box of Kleenex and settle in for some melancholic movie-watching. It's not about wallowing in misery. It's about getting lost in a story that captures the full human experience, with all of its highs and lows.
A good drama hits you right where it hurts, whether it's Blue Valentine 's broken romance or Fruitvale Station 's sense of injustice. If these cinematic tear-jerkers don't have you crying, keening, and curling up into a little ball, we don't know what will.
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1989 may be the birth year (and album title) of one Taylor Swift, but there was another cultural icon born then: The Simpsons. The long-running animated TV series has dominated cable networks for decades, pumping out more than a whopping 600 (!) episodes. But the only thing longer than the show's IMBD page is the list of hardcore fans clamoring to get their hands on any item with a picture of Marge slapped on the front — beauty products included.
Surprisingly, though, there haven't been many on the market since MAC dropped a Simpsons -inspired collection in 2014. Until now: The Face Shop, that Korean beauty brand behind all those Disney sheet masks, is introducing yet another novelty line. Only this time, its skin-care goodies pay homage (Homer-age?) to the whole gang of main characters — Bart, Marge, Lisa, Homer, and Maggie — with a slew of products that range from sunscreen sticks and creams to face masks and oils. It's basically every summer essential you could ever need, all wrapped up in one yellow tiny package.
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Unfortunately, unlike the TV show that's syndicated pretty much everywhere, you can't expect to find these products as easily. In fact, they are only being sold officially in Korea (d'oh!), although you can scoop 'em up on select eBay and Amazon shops, at your own risk. Given the fact that the going rate for each item is less than 20 bucks, the risk might save you a hell of a lot of dough on a plane ticket. Then again, if The Simpsons taught us anything, it's that good things happen when you follow your gut.
The Des Moines Police Department in Washington state found Mantenuto dead in his car on Monday afternoon, ABC's WCVB reports. Mantenuto's passing was apparently a death by suicide, as he suffered a self-inflicted gunshot wound, according to The Hollywood Reporter.
Miracle was Mantenuto's breakout role. Before starring in the movie, Mantenuto played college hockey at the University of Maine. The role was a perfect fit for him — in addition to his hockey background, Mantenuto majored in theater.
Miracle told the story of the 1980 U.S. Olympic hockey team and its surprising victory over the Soviet Union's hockey team. Mantenuto played O'Callahan, a defenseman on the team. Kurt Russell also starred in Miracle, playing coach Herb Brooks. O'Callahan himself spoke highly of Mantenuto's portrayal of him, telling Irish America in 2007 that "all the actors did great, and they were really into it."
After Miracle, Mantenuto acted in 2006's Dirtbags and 2008's Surfer, Dude. He went on to join the Army after leaving acting behind.
"Those of you that knew Mike will remember him for his passionate love for his family and his commitment to the health of the force," read a press release from Col. Guillaume Beaurpere, who commanded the U.S. Army's First Special Forces Group unit to which Mantenuto belonged. Beaurpere was the one to announce Mantenuto's death. The press release was published on the unit's Facebook page on Wednesday.
Mantenuto is survived by his wife, his daughter, and his son, in addition to his father and his three sisters, according to the New York Daily News.
If you are thinking about suicide, please call theNational Suicide Prevention Lifelineat 1-800-273-TALK (8255) or the Suicide Crisis Line at 1-800-784-2433.
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There are a few things I look for when I watch a movie trailer. It has to make me laugh, even if just a little bit. Conversely, if it's a more serious film, then it has to make me consider the idea that I might cry. It also has to have a good song in the background. A little action (maybe a nice explosion) would be nice, too. And it must, MUST, feature a celebrity that I feel is worthy of my time and analysis.
These are pretty basic requirements for me to enjoy to a film, and I urge you to have a list of your own. I also recently added another item to the mental check-list I make when considering watching a new film based on its trailer: it must include Jason Momoa doing something domestic.
This first happened in Bad Batch, a movie that you definitely haven't heard of, but whose trailer I implore you to check out. In it, Momoa — a muscular and threatening looking gangster-like figure — dons a pair of glasses and an easel and starts painting. It's perfect juxtaposition between a burly man and a delicate action. Now, in Once Upon A Time In Venice, his new action-comedy with Bruce Willis, he's doing it again, but this time he's eating a muffin while wearing a wife-beater, bandana and surrounded by his gun-toting goons.
There's something magical about seeing Momoa gingerly holding a homemade muffin. Here — allow me to prove it...
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Despite the fact that flying continues to be the safest form of transportation in the country, it's also the most anxiety-inducing one. If you sit there clutching your complimentary beverage every time there's a bit of turbulence, you are not alone.
A crash is unlikely. According to statistics from the Netherlands-based Aviation Safety Network (ASN), 2016 was the second safest year to fly on record. The ASN found that in 2016, there were 19 fatal airliner accidents and 325 deaths worldwide, nothing that this translates to a one-in-3.2 million chance of being involved in a crash. For the seventh straight year, zero people died from plane crashes on U.S.-certificated scheduled airlines worldwide in 2016.
But we still want to be extra safe when we fly. That's why a couple of publications have analyzed plane-crash data to determine whether where you sit during your flight matters. After all, if you can take your safety into your own hands — at least to a degree — why wouldn't you?
HuffPost recently looked at data collected and analyzed by Popular Mechanics and Time, which both concluded the following: Sitting in the back is where it's at. In 2007, Popular Mechanicsanalyzed National Transportation Safety Board data and found that the front 15% of seats have a 49% survival rate, seats over the wing have a 56% rate, and those in the rear — behind the wing — have a 69% rate.
Time magazine, in 2015, did its own analysis, looking at Federal Aviation Administration data, and also found that seats in the back have a lower fatality rate — at 32%, compared with those over the wing (39%) and in the front (38%). The middle third of the cabin was determined as the least safe, with a 44% fatality rate.
Of course, your safety depends on the specific circumstances of a crash. "Each incident or crash is unique," FAA spokesperson Alison Duquette told HuffPost. "There is no safest seat." Still, it's good to have as much information as possible about our risks.
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People always want to know Lena Dunham's secret to being comfortable in her own skin. "You're so brave! Where do you get your confidence?" they'd say, not realizing that it's inherently rude to marvel at someone's confidence; while meant as a compliment, it implies that the person shouldn't have confidence in their appearance. And Lena Dunham, whose body became a hot topic of conversation every time she appeared nude on Girls, is one woman who never really knew how to answer that question.
The Girls star and her co-creator Jenni Konner addressed the issue in retrospect during a discussion about the just-ended series with America Ferrera at the Tribeca Film Festival in New York this week. "In the third season, a reporter from The Wrap raised his hand at [a press conference] and asked ‘Why do you show your body so much?’ And I had a rage spiral," Dunham said, as reported by The Huffington Post. People were either confused or mad about Dunham's self-confidence in doing nude scenes. “Men, generally, were very angry that she felt comfortable showing her body,” Konner explained.
But Dunham herself has always been at peace with her body. “I think people were so ready to believe that I was, like, jumping past some massive hurdle in order to get naked on television. [But] that’s not where my fear lies. If that’s what scared me, I wouldn’t do it every week.” She added, “I’ve always been like Rihanna to myself. Like, I just have a great time with my own body,” the actress explained.
What a fantastic life philosophy: worship yourself the way your worship Rihanna. How have we never thought of this? Here's another tip: love and accept your body the way Lena does.
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I hit one of the lowest points of my life last August. I was back home in Canada after a year living abroad left me broke. I remember sitting on the floor of my pantry, taking stock of my food inventory: two oranges, a can of tomato soup, a loaf of moldy bread, and a box of macaroni. It wasn’t even my pantry; I had been house-sitting for two months. I wasn’t paying rent, and yet I still couldn’t afford to buy groceries. But somehow, I had to make this paltry amount of food stretch for several days. At this point, I had almost no income.
I had been a freelance writer for seven years, so I knew how to live on little. Freedom had always been more important to me than security, so I never made making money a priority. And that worked well for me — that is, until I moved abroad.
When I first left Canada for Berlin, I had minimal debt — small amounts spread across two credit cards, plus my student loans. Those things seemed manageable at the time, though, and I had been handling my payments for years.
But it turned out I was completely unprepared for all the unexpected costs of relocating. I had saved $2,000 (the amount required for my Youth Mobility visa application) for my move to Berlin, but I hadn’t expected the amounts I’d need to shell out before I even left Canada. For one thing, despite a revolving door of roommates over four years, I had to pay the entire damage deposit on my apartment myself. Plus, I had thought that my lease was up at the end of July, but it was actually the end of August; there went another month of rent. Those two bills set me back thousands.
Freedom had always been more important to me than security, so I never made making money a priority.
Then, just before I left Canada, I had an abnormal pap smear. My doctor told me I’d need a colposcopy — an invasive procedure to test for precancerous cells. So, once I finally got to Berlin, I found a private clinic with an English-speaking doctor who would perform the procedure. Of course my insurance wouldn’t cover it; I had to foot the entire bill. There went another $1,000.
I did not have an emergency fund in place, and my savings could only cover so much. I thought I could easily find a job in Berlin with my working holiday visa, but to my naive surprise, not too many places wanted to hire someone who didn’t speak a word of German.
Berlin is an incredibly cheap city by North American standards. My monthly rent for a beautiful, spacious room in trendy Prenzlauer Berg was just 400 EUR — about 420 USD. But the Canadian dollar had dropped so far, I was forking out close to $700 a month.
Still, I didn’t adjust my lifestyle. In fact, I treated my year abroad like it was my last year on the planet. I went sailing in Croatia, visited friends in Ireland, traveled around Italy for three weeks, and walked the Camino de Santiago in Spain. I partied at notorious Berlin nightclubs and gorged myself on ethnic foods that were unavailable in my part of Canada. I won’t lie: It was the best year of my life. But almost everything I bought went on my Mastercard, and oh boy, it did not take long to max that Mastercard out.
This was one very fundamental lesson I learned abroad: Europeans rarely even own a credit card. My German friends thought it was downright weird that I had two.
I don’t regret my time in Berlin. Living abroad endowed me with a confidence I never expected. I remember climbing the four flights of stairs to my little apartment and thinking, I can make a life for myself anywhere. I can arrive in a city not knowing anyone, and I can make wonderful new friends and learn a new language and become familiar with a city 30 times bigger than my hometown. Still, I had no choice but to return to Canada once my visa expired — I was broke beyond belief.
Europeans rarely even own a credit card. My German friends thought it was downright weird that I had two.
Back in Canada, I called my father one evening to discuss my going back to the 9-5 work life. I whined about how hard I had worked for seven years to set up a lifestyle of freedom — how all I wanted to do was travel. My patient, ever-loving, generous father was exasperated with me for the first time in my life.
“Candice, when I was 12 years old, I worked for hours at a sawmill every day after school so I could buy a green bicycle,” he told me. “I was so damned proud of that bicycle, but I worked my ass off to get it.” Point taken, Dad. Quit whining, and get to work.
So I did. I picked up a role as a communications officer at a local film festival, and I loved it. I didn’t dread getting out of bed every morning, and I could afford groceries. My paycheck arrived on time. I was treated with respect and dignity.
A year ago, I never imagined I’d be living back in my old town, working a desk job. But in a weird twist of fate, I’ve found myself falling for my home city all over again; I’ve made new friends, I’m more active in the community, and I have more time to devote to writing that I care about. I don’t have the stress I once felt about just making it through the month.
For me, it’s important to know that I can live a little while still paying down my debt. I can enjoy a meal out with friends; I can treat myself to a new dress. I meticulously track every expenditure in a spreadsheet, I've plumped up my savings so that I’ll never have to go hungry again, and I’ve set up a separate account for future travel savings. I’m slowly chipping away at my debt — and I’ve already destroyed one of those credit cards.
I’ve still got a long ways to go, but I’ve already paid off thousands of dollars. And yes, I do still ache for those wide Berlin sidewalks and days lounging in Volkspark Friedrichshain. Then there’s the additional ache — the yearning for a new adventure, in a place where winter doesn’t even exist.
Sometimes the end goal is the inspiration. And for me, that means in a few years I’ll be gallivanting around Southeast Asia — I’m absolutely sure of it.
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Because she was a celebrity, it’s very easy to reduce Whitney Houston into the tropes that have been fortified by media coverage about her. Five years after her untimely death, Houston is often remembered either as a vilified drug addict, or one of the greatest Black female singers of our time who was victimized by drugs and those around her. But Houston was human. And her life was guided by the same things that rule all of our lives: her morals, values, and a web of personal relationships. Houston was a wife, a mother, a sister, a daughter, and a best friend. According to a new Showtime Documentary Films project about the late star, her willingness — and sometimes unwillingness — to take on these roles played a huge part in both her life, and her death.
Nick Broomfield and Rudi Dolezal directed the documentary Whitney: Can I Be Me, which debuted at the Tribeca Film Festival on Tuesday evening. Dolezal worked with Houston for over a decade, documenting her life as a rising pop star. Together, Dolezal and Broomfield compiled archival footage — some of which has never been seen — and filmed interviews with former colleagues and friends of the late singer. The final product is a behind-the-scenes look at the rise and fall of a pop culture icon. But more importantly, it is an intimate glimpse into how personal relationships with those around her fueled Houston's highs and lows.
For those of us who are too young to have appreciated Houston’s golden era, we're most familiar with her tumultuous marriage to R & B singer Bobby Brown. Prior to their 2007 divorce, Houston and Brown — with their daughter Bobbi Kristina — represented the nuclear unit that so many of us have been taught is the only right way to have a family. Many people — especially women — are taught that building the relationships that lead to such an arrangement should be our top priority. (See: this speech on feminism from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.) Whitney Houston was no exception.
Before she and Brown were officially a thing, rumors swirled that Houston was wrapped up in an intimate affair with her childhood best friend, Robyn. As is often the case with high-profile single women who keep close female friends around — Oprah and Gayle have side-eyed by the public, and even Rihanna and her bestie Melissa Forde have been the topic of lesbian rumors — Houston’s friendship with Crawford raised suspicions about the singer’s sexuality. LGBTQ visibility and acceptance were not what they are today. A lesbian affair threatened the singer’s image. Even Houston’s mother, who is staunchly religious, wanted Crawford out of Houston’s life. And when Houston and Brown finally married, fights between him and Crawford were a regular part of the group’s life on the road. Apparently, Brown was jealous that Houston could love someone, even platonically, as much as she loved him.
While Whitney: Can I Be Me alludes that a romantic relationship between Houston and Crawford may have existed, they stress that Crawford was one of the most important people in her life. She was committed to Houston getting help for her addiction and taking care of her body. When I asked Dolezal what he thought of their relationship, he told me that “Robyn was probably the only person I met who completely understood Whitney and what she was about.” He said “Whitney trusted Robyn 100%” and that “she was her confidante.” He also knew how hard it was for Robyn to part ways with her friend when tension with Brown got to be too much. “Robyn did a great job in stepping back,” Dolezal insists, even though he knew what it would mean for her famous friend. When Robyn told him about her departure, he knew that it was going to be “very hard” for Houston.
Friendship is one of the very strong guiding principles in my life. I don’t want to imagine where I would be without the bond that my best friend and I share. That a culture of fragile masculinity and homophobia took that away from Houston is heartbreaking. One of the strongest lessons I took from Houston’s story is to never doubt the power of female friendship.
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