Joss Whedon departs Twitter in, well, not exactly a huff, but he does set up Robert Stacy McCain for a Future Film Projection:
The era of white cis male heteropatriarchal movie-making is over! Henceforth, every script will be created by a committee of Women’s Studies majors under the supervision of Judith Butler, Sally Kohn and Anita Sarkeesian, and all characters must be either lesbian, genderqueer or oppressed minorities from the Third World, preferably disabled or, at least, neuroatypical.
Your next super-hero blockbuster will be about an undocumented Guatemalan paraplegic bisexual with a harelip and chronic depression.
And the 12-year-olds are going to like it, or else.
What? He left out the Bechdel Test?
Actually, I could imagine a film about an undocumented Guatemalan paraplegic bisexual with a harelip and chronic depression; the poor shlub would have far more than usual difficulty breaching the porous-by-design border, and I’m pretty sure that had I all those obstacles in my path, I’d be pretty depressed too. What I can’t imagine is Michael Bay directing it.