
Flicks, Andrew Hedley
There are no men to be seen in The Women. They are discussed, telephoned, and mused about but they remain off screen at all times. For a while it’s like a bad episode of The Twilight Zone, in which ladies have learned to breed amongst themselves and the chaps are now forgotten relics, whose only record of prior existence lies in moth-eaten books at the bottom of musty museum basements.
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