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The Film List Project #8: Gravity

This Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for the amazing women who are changing Hollywood. Oh, and that I'm not stuck in space.

If you haven't guessed already, I watched last year's it-film Gravity. However, this wasn't initially the film I was going to watch this week.

This time of year, I love to watch The Hollywood Reporter's Roundtables that they do with the most influential (and Oscar-worthy) writers, directors, producers, and actors of the given year. I was shocked this year to find that there were so few noteworthy female performances again this year.

In my book, this has nothing to do with the actresses. The ones who appeared in this roundtable gave remarkable performances in remarkable films. However, most of the films that are being lauded this year revolve around male characters.

I think a good story can be told through the eyes of a character of any gender (or anything else you'd like to use to label them, for that matter). But, as a female writer and actress, it disappoints me a little to see this lack of female representation.

That's why I was glad to watch this week's movie. Sandra Bullock's Oscar nominated performance in Gravity is fascinating. Her character goes through an ordeal that almost no one can relate to, yet she makes it so accessible. You root for her from the beginning.

A lot of people talk about how visually stunning this film is, and they're right. I think Bullock's performance is equally stunning, and a true testament to the roles that are coming out of the woodwork for women. I especially see that in her physicality in this role. As someone who loves dialogue, this film's lack of speech didn't stop me from being absolutely captivated.

Making Hollywood more female-friendly is all about progress, and movies like Gravity and the ones that members of the Actress' Roundtable have starred in and been a part of behind the camera are making progress.

I don't know that this gap is anybody's fault. I just think we've forgotten that the best stories can be told by anyone. We'll remember again. After all, the creativity of film is limitless.

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