Right now, though, we remain in a holding pattern. DC and Warner Bros. have a full slate of movies that they are developing, including Aquaman 2, Shazam 2, a Black Adam movie with The Rock, and Robert Pattinson’s interpretation of The Batman. These movies are branching away from the universe created by Zack Snyder, except for Ezra Miller’s The Flash… which is supposed to be a Flashpoint story, and could introduce a multiverse. Is there a new Cyborg movie waiting in that multiverse? Or could HBO Max open the door for Cyborg and Ben Affleck’s Batman movies to land on the streaming platform? There’s a world of potential, so let’s see how it all plays out.
The show, created by Mindy Kaling and Lang Fisher, centers on Devi (Maitreyi Ramakrishnan), an Indian American teenager growing up in southern California and is loosely based on some of Kaling’s own upbringing.
Devi is a layered and complex character who is dealing with her grief over the death of her father, figuring out how her Indian culture fits into her life, and all the things that come with being a teenager, like sex and friendships and fighting with the authority figures in your life.
On July 1, Netflix announced the show’s return for a second season with an adorable video. In it Ramakrishnan hops on a Zoom call with many of her co-stars to share the big news—if they can first get past her new bangs.
Kaling also shared the news with her Twitter followers. “We are so excited for a second season of #NeverHaveIEver! It’s all because you guys turned up to watch it and told your friends – it’s that simple! Thank you so much. And THANK YOU to our partners at @Netflix,” she wrote.
Very few details have been released about Never Have I Ever season 2, but here’s everything we know.
The release date. This is a big unknown at the moment, especially considering most Hollywood productions are still shut down due to the coronavirus pandemic. But hopefully now that the show is officially renewed, the writers can start working over Zoom.
The cast. No official announcements have been made, but since Darren Barnet (Paxton Hall-Yoshida), Jaren Lewison (Ben), Richa Moorjani (Kamala), Ramona Young (Eleanor), Lee Rodriguez (Fabiola), and Poorna Jagannathan (Devi’s mom, Nalini) all appear in the announcement video with Ramakrishnan … we’re hopeful for them all to return.
The plot. We don’t know much of anything on this front, but we’re sure Kaling and her team will come up with some amazing storylines for Devi, her friends, her family, and that brewing love triangle.
This post will be updated as more details emerge.
If there’s one job that seems tailor made for 2020, it belongs to Loretta Claiborne, chief inspiration officer for the Special Olympics.
It’s not a fluff title. Though six months ago, inspiration did feel fluffier—a well-designed quote to post on Instagram, sage words of wisdom from another millennial girlboss. Today, deep into a crisis that has rocked the global community, our hunger for inspirational content feels deeper. To be inspired is to act, to have empathy, to change the way you think.
This is Claiborne’s precise expertise. She’s run in 26 marathons—twice placing in the top 100 women in the Boston Marathon—was inducted into the Women’s Sports Hall of Fame, and won the ESPY Arthur Ashe Award for Courage. She also has an intellectual disability.
Her wins, as she sees them, aren’t about sparking those warm fuzzy feelings you get when you read about someone overcoming an obstacle. They’re about changing minds. Your mind.
Claiborne doesn’t want to inspire people to get out and run (though she does recommend it). She wants to inspire people to have more empathy in a moment where we’re collectively experiencing the sense of isolation people with intellectual disabilities face every day. “These are tough times, but I’m hoping people learn, Gee it’s not just me here, maybe I need to look up and see who is lonely in my neighborhood. Maybe I could reach out,” she says. “It doesn’t take a long time. Just a hand wave means a lot.”
Claiborne found sports through her brother. While other girls were playing dolls in the housing project in Pennsylvania where she grew up, Claiborne was mostly alone. So she’d tag along with her brother while he practiced track drills in a field near their home. When she was around 12, he took up long distance running—so she did too. “I started following him on his runs and would carry the towel. He’d look back—he’d always keep his eyes on me,” she says.
In high school, Claiborne enrolled in a school-to-work program for special education students, attending class one week and getting job training the next. Her only problem was the commute. “I had some behavior problems and I had a bad temper. I had to take medication,” she says. “I didn’t want anybody bothering me so I would just run to work and back.” It wasn’t long before a counselor noticed and offered her a “golden ticket”—a chance to train for the 1970 Special Olympics.
In real life, Sarah Jessica Parker has been with her husband, Matthew Broderick, for over 20 years, so she hasn’t been on the dating scene for a while. But of course, her most iconic character, Carrie Bradshaw, is the cultural representative for many single women everywhere…even years after Sex and the City left the air.
So, really, it shouldn’t come as a huge surprise that she is currently developing a dating show for Lifetime. And, boy, does that news hit so many of the pleasure centers in my brain: SJP, dating, and Lifetime.
According to The Hollywood Reporter, Parker’s Pretty Matches Productions is working on a series tentatively titled Swipe Swap, which the outlet compares to the much-beloved Nancy Meyers’ movie, The Holiday. (Cue another pleasure center lighting up in my brain!) Check out this description: “Two hopeful singles who trade places and adopt each other’s lifestyles—from living in one another’s homes and visiting each other’s favorite local haunts, to connecting with one another’s closest friends and family—all in the pursuit of romance in their new cities.”
Honestly, we’re surprised nobody has taken this angle on dating before, but kudos to Parker for spearheading the project. Though, sadly, Deadline reports there are not plans for her to actually appear on the show. Her production company has also teamed up with ITV Entertainment, the people behind the CBS version of Love Island, so we know they have some reality TV experts on board.
It certainly feels like we’re in a new era of popular dating shows. Of course, The Bachelor and The Bachelorette—along with all their spinoffs—have blessedly never left us. But new(er) hits like Love Island, Love Is Blind, and Dating Around are driving so much social media conversation as of late. We love to see it.
Soon (likely in 2021), we’ll be able to add Sarah Jessica Parker’s Swipe Swap to that list.
Like Fatal Attraction’s Dan Gallagher, Fatal Affair’s Nia Long’s Ellie is a lawyer. Similarly, she doesn’t have a bad marriage, but time has ebbed and flowed and she and her husband, played by Stephen Bishop, aren’t as close anymore. So, when she meets an old acquaintance, Omar Epps’ David, he seems like a new and intriguing possibility. At least in the short term.
2. Black Widow Vs. Interrogators (The Avengers)
What all the previous scenes have in common is Black Widow’s signature stealth suit, complete with combat boots, to aid her performance, it would be a whole different story to pull all of that off in a cocktail dress and heels while tied to a chair. In her first scene in Joss Whedon’s The Avengers, when the interrogation of an undercover Natasha Romanoff is interrupted by a call from Phil Coulson (Clark Gregg), that is just what she does. Despite every flawlessly executed, brutal blow Black Widow delivers throughout the fight, the most giving detail of her dominance is Coulson, hearing all the commotion on the other end, but making no other effort other than patiently wait for her to finish them off and take him off hold.
The best movies of the 2000s can be divided into a few categories that dominated the decade: the rom-com boom that gave us classics like The Wedding Planner, slapstick comedies (of the Judd Apatow variety, especially), intense award-winning dramas, and experimental films that are hard to place anywhere (looking at you, Napoleon Dynamite).
In short, there’s a lot to choose from—so we had to pick a lane. And with the world being such a tumultuous place, we decided to stick with feel-good movies from the 2000s. Here you’ll find the kinds of movies you still watch over and over again because they’re that good. Some have won Oscars, but that certainly wasn’t a determining factor.
So though this list of the best movies of the 2000s is not an all-encompassing guide to the decade, it does have a lot of comforting nostalgia you can add to your rotation today. Check out 41 of our favorites below—in no particular order!—plus where you can stream them on Netflix, Hulu, Disney+, or Amazon Prime Video. When you’re done, check out the best movies from the most recent decade, the 2010s.
The Set Of Dawson’s Creek Played A Big Role In The Film
A Walk to Remember was filmed in Wilmington, North Carolina, which was also the filming location of series like Dawson’s Creek and One Tree Hill. Dawson’s Creek was still on air during the time of filming, so many of the set pieces and location were borrowed from the show, including Landon’s room, his home, the hospital, and the school.
During the same EW interview, West shared that even the water seen during the first scene in A Walk to Remember was the water used in Dawson’s Creek.
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The outpatient surgery was unavoidable. I’d have to take a week off of work and there’d be no sex, no bathing, no carrying more than a couple of pounds for eight weeks. How would I care for my two kids, especially when I wouldn’t be able to lift my two-year-old into her car seat, highchair, and crib?
“I know how hard the last few years have been on you,” my doctor said, resting her arm on my shoulder. During my last pregnancy, I’d come in to see her at least once a month for checkups, and each appointment would end with me wiping snot and mascara off of my face. She knew that my sister’s marriage had collapsed, and I was trying to help her pick up the pieces. That my healthy, work-out-every-morning dad ended up in the hospital, mostly paralyzed, with a life-threatening autoimmune condition that he would never fully recover from.
She had witnessed my wails of despair. My exhaustion from trying to keep my entire family up and running. Monitoring my dad’s business emails, helping my mom juggle online banking, watching my sister’s kids, so she could have a few minutes to breathe. She had heard my fear that all of this stress would threaten my pregnancy, my baby. My concern that my then 4-year-old and husband weren’t getting the best of me. My dread that nothing would get better.
My ob-gyn also knew how hard I’d been struggling in the two years since I had my second baby. I was sleep-deprived and out of shape. My husband was a huge help with the day-to-day, but I was inconsolable. I willed myself out of bed each morning, with trepidation, waiting for the next catastrophe.
“You’ve been trying to be there for everyone,” she said gently. “I know you’ve been trying to keep it together.” But there was no denying the truth. As I stood there, my body was exposing my secret: I was actually falling apart.
So what do you do in life when the bottom literally falls out? I’d already muscled through so many challenges. I thought I had been heroic by carrying on, determined not to let my family down or my commitments slide. In exchange, though, I’d become a shell of the fun, witty woman I used to be. I powered through, but at what cost? I was tired, bitter, 20-pounds heavier, and while I was getting tasks done, I was miserable, and running myself into the ground.
My stress didn’t directly cause my vaginal prolapse, but I felt confident that if I didn’t handle this crisis differently than all the rest, things would only get worse for me, mentally and physically. I was intent on coming out the other side of this surgery with not only a new and improved vagina, but an upgraded life, as well.
My first decision was to raise the white flag and ask for help. A lot of it. Immediately I called my husband, my sister, and my mom, the three people I’d attempted to be the strongest for. I told them about my upcoming surgery and my limitations to follow. I fought off every urge to reassure them that I had everything covered, instead accepting their offers of assistance. My mom would fly in to help with the day-to-day. My sister would babysit during surgery. My husband would arrange his real estate clients around me, popping home each morning and afternoon to do the “heavy lifting” for the months ahead.
“But babe,” I said regretfully, “the doctor said no sex either.” He almost sounded hurt when he responded, “Are you kidding? I may have the sex drive of an 18-year-old, but I don’t care if we could never have sex again, as long as you’re okay and we’re together.” My husband will be the first to tell you he’s not typically deep. He has no interest in talking about the meaning of life, and while he’s smart and extremely informed, he rarely gets passionate about anything. He’s not the type to write a love letter, but to me this felt like poetry.
I was worried when I sat with my 6- and 2-year-olds to tell them how “worthless” I’d be the next few months. I laughed when I said it, but I felt tears clouding my eyes. I saw my older daughter’s disappointment that we wouldn’t spend the summer swimming, that there would be no piggy-back rides.
There was silence for a few moments, until she anxiously asked, “But can you still cuddle, Mommy?”
“Definitely,” I replied, my heart swelling.
“We’ll all take care of you,” she continued. “Right Daddy?” My husband smiled and nodded.
I hugged them all and cried. Worried for all of the support I’d need, but grateful that I’d undoubtedly receive it. I had to take this opportunity to put myself back together.
Within a couple of weeks, my doctor had fixed my broken vagina. It was still up to me to do the rest.
Felice Keller Becker is an LA-based freelance writer specializing in health and wellness, parenting, and entertainment. She’s also a songwriter, who worked as an on-air music reporter for Sirius/XM radio. You can see more of her writing here.