captain marvel is a reflection of the female experience. having a mentor telling you that you are only there because he allows it, that you have to control your emotions and that “what is giving can be taken away” is a female experience. seeing Carol setting herself free from that man and discovering that not only he was lying, but that he was restraining her because he knew that she was stronger than him is so fucking powerful to women because we can relate to it on a deep level
so I don’t give a shit if men can’t relate to captain marvel. this movie isn’t for you.
So I went to church today and in the Catholic setting there’s this rite of sprinkling water or whatnot and it’s basically when the priest(s) get a small bucket of holy water and splish you with it with a holy… mace… thing… anyway you get a couple of drops on your head and that’s it. Well the entire time people were flinching and so he gets back to the altar after alls said and done and he’s like, “Guys, it’s just holy water. If it burns, come see me after mass.”
