Dramacow Lindy West - From Fun-Hating Fat Feminist to Cuckquean

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They’re adapting Lindy West’s shitty book into a Hulu “comedy” series starring a fat chick from SNL. It’s being described as “a comedy about a fat woman who wants to change her life but not her body”.

Elizabeth Banks, who optioned the book, also is attached to executive produce the single-camera comedy starring the 'SNL' castmember.

Hulu is turning to author, comedian and blogger Lindy West for its next comedy.

The streamer is teaming with Saturday Night Live's Lorne Michaels and Aidy Bryant to develop West's memoir Shrill: Notes From a Loud Woman for the small screen. Bryant is set to star in the single-camera comedy, which is in development.

The Hulu take is described as the story of a fat young woman who wants to change her life, but not her body. West, Ali Rushfield and Saturday Night Live repertory player Bryant penned the teleplay and crafted the story. The comedy hails from Michaels' Broadway Video banner and it is being produced outside of his longtime home at Universal Television. The company's Andrew Singer will exec produce. Elizabeth Banks' and Max Handelman's Brownstone Productions banner is also on board to exec produce the comedy via their pod deal at Warner Bros. Television. Banks originally optioned Shrill for television in December 2016.

Shrill joins a comedy development slate at Hulu that also includes Ramy, starring Ramy Youssef in a Jerrod Carmichael-produced half-hour exploring what it means to be Arab, American and a Muslim at a time when each of those identity markers is going through a crisis of definition.

Shrill joins a comedy development slate at Hulu that also includes Ramy, starring Ramy Youssef in a Jerrod Carmichael-produced half-hour exploring what it means to be Arab, American and a Muslim at a time when each of those identity markers is going through a crisis of definition.

Hulu's current comedy slate includes Future Man and the recently ordered straight-to-series PEN15.
Michaels is repped by CAA and Hansen Jacobson; Bryant is with UTA and Schreck Rose. WEst is with UTA and the David Black Agency. Banks and Handelman are repped by UTA, Untitled and Ziffren Brittenham.

Things Lindy West wants to change about her life while changing nothing about her body:

1). Standing up to misogynistic doctors saying her body cannot support a baby, as if she should be expected to want one.
2), Fighting Nazis thinking marrying a gay man who has no physical attraction to her is weird.
3). Standing with the Suffragettes who would probably love her huge, aggressive, Tony Soprano presence.
4). Taking down Old White Men who think eating an ice cream cake for breakfast doesn't fit into their retrograde 1960s stepford wife template.
5). Defending Muslims who have their flowing female garb all figured out for her type of Empowered Woman.
6). Advocating for all the women who have been unfairly ghosted on Tindr dates by dudebros who don't believe a woman should speak HER TRUTH through carefully angled photos.
 
“It’s white people’s fault!!”

*ignores all the minority voters who didn’t show up to vote for the slay queen*

Welp, can’t blame them when your sister-in-law is a race baiting book sellerI suppose. She must have taken tips from Ijeoma for the book.
Not only that, whites were the only demographic group Trump did not improve with relative to Mitt Romney.
 
A fancy young man and his foster granny:
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Normal people in chairs versus Lindy in a chair:
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And her book is as bad as I suspected (obviously). One of her lazy essays legitimately claims that society (read: cis white men, the horror) views Ted Bundy as a great guy with loads of potential who simply went astray. She's run out of any remotely plausible "angry fat feminist" material and just makes shit up out of whole cloth now. Miserable wretch.
 
Looks like Lindy has lost some weight and is trying to get in shape. (She's also taken on a weirdly youthful body-conscious gym wear aesthetic.) It wasn't so fun being well over 300 pounds, I assume. Will the FA crowd bother to chime in once they notice, or is her body still unfortunately meatball-like enough to rep their BS?
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For reference, she looked like absolute bloated hell in early 2020, probably the tipping point:
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Still has over 100 pounds to drop but Lindy is 39: it generally appears to be the case where between 35 and 40, fats either lose the weight or start to suffer serious health problems from their obesity. I bet she got a Come to Jesus discussion with her doctor to lose the weight. I’m not going to give her credit because she is still a shit person but it’s always entertaining to see a fat activist walk back their bullshit when they get older and their bodies can’t handle 200 pounds of excess adipose tissue.
 
Lindy West is an odd one because I remember reading and liking her Sex and the City 2 review. Enough to actually remember the author's name was Lindy West. This is from 2010 (!!!), so pre-gamergate, pre-social-media-nightmare-internet. It's funny and decently written. Check out the 3rd and 4th paragraphs:

"Sex and the City 2 makes Phyllis Schlafly look like Andrea Dworkin. Or that super-masculine version of Cynthia Nixon that Cynthia Nixon dates. Or, like, Ralph Nader (wait, bad example—Schlafly totally does look like Ralph Nader in a granny wig). SATC2 takes everything that I hold dear as a woman and as a human—working hard, contributing to society, not being an entitled cunt like it's my job—and rapes it to death with a stiletto that costs more than my car. It is 146 minutes long, which means that I entered the theater in the bloom of youth and emerged with a family of field mice living in my long, white mustache. This is an entirely inappropriate length for what is essentially a home video of gay men playing with giant Barbie dolls. But I digress. Let us start with the "plot."

Carrie Bradshaw: At the end of the first SATC movie (2008)—after eleventy decades of chasing his emotionally abusive jowls through the streets of Manhattan—Carrie finally marries Mr. Big, the man of her shallow, self-obsessed dreams. It has now been two years since their nuptials. Carrie already hates it. She hates that he sits on the couch. She hates that he eats noodles out of a take-out box. She hates that he wants to spend quality time with her in their incredibly expensive and gaudy apartment. She hates that he bought her an enormous television. When Big suggests that they spend a couple of days a week in separate apartments (they own TWO apartments, because life is hard!), Carrie screeches, "Is this because I'm a bitch wife who nags you?" Congratulations. You have answered your own question."

An amazing time capsule. Imagine a time where people weren't scared shitless and self-censoring and could be funny in print. Here is Lindy fucking West roasting an old woman's looks, saying cunt, making a rape joke, a gay joke, a joke about Carrie being a bitch.

And what's the defence, if the wokescolds were to discover that once upon a time Lindy West had a sense of humour - what, she was punching up? It was satire? Those distinctions don't exist anymore, you idiot, you erased them.

Seriously, what happened? The internet tard wars of the mid-2010s broke so many people's brains.
 
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Lindy West is an odd one because I remember reading and liking her Sex and the City 2 review. Enough to actually remember the author's name was Lindy West. This is from 2010 (!!!), so pre-gamergate, pre-social-media-nightmare-internet. It's funny and decently written. Check out the 3rd and 4th paragraphs:

"Sex and the City 2 makes Phyllis Schlafly look like Andrea Dworkin. Or that super-masculine version of Cynthia Nixon that Cynthia Nixon dates. Or, like, Ralph Nader (wait, bad example—Schlafly totally does look like Ralph Nader in a granny wig). SATC2 takes everything that I hold dear as a woman and as a human—working hard, contributing to society, not being an entitled cunt like it's my job—and rapes it to death with a stiletto that costs more than my car. It is 146 minutes long, which means that I entered the theater in the bloom of youth and emerged with a family of field mice living in my long, white mustache. This is an entirely inappropriate length for what is essentially a home video of gay men playing with giant Barbie dolls. But I digress. Let us start with the "plot."

Carrie Bradshaw: At the end of the first SATC movie (2008)—after eleventy decades of chasing his emotionally abusive jowls through the streets of Manhattan—Carrie finally marries Mr. Big, the man of her shallow, self-obsessed dreams. It has now been two years since their nuptials. Carrie already hates it. She hates that he sits on the couch. She hates that he eats noodles out of a take-out box. She hates that he wants to spend quality time with her in their incredibly expensive and gaudy apartment. She hates that he bought her an enormous television. When Big suggests that they spend a couple of days a week in separate apartments (they own TWO apartments, because life is hard!), Carrie screeches, "Is this because I'm a bitch wife who nags you?" Congratulations. You have answered your own question."

An amazing time capsule. Imagine a time where people weren't scared shitless and self-censoring and could be funny in print. Here is Lindy fucking West roasting an old woman's looks, saying cunt, making a rape joke, a gay joke, a joke about Carrie being a bitch.

And what's the defence, if the wokescolds were to discover that once upon a time Lindy West had a sense of humour - what, she was punching up? It was satire? Those distinctions don't exist anymore, you idiot, you erased them.

Seriously, what happened? The internet tard wars of the mid-2010s broke so many people's brains.
Oh look, apparently Lindy is in a Poly relationship...
 
And her book is as bad as I suspected (obviously). One of her lazy essays legitimately claims that society (read: cis white men, the horror) views Ted Bundy as a great guy with loads of potential who simply went astray. She's run out of any remotely plausible "angry fat feminist" material and just makes shit up out of whole cloth now. Miserable wretch.
Nobody thinks Ted Bundy had potential. I mean, he named his first dog, a collie, 'lassie'.

 
Oh look, apparently Lindy is in a Poly relationship...
That video is hideously depressing! Lindy is obviously desperate to keep her husband and is just going along with this shit because otherwise he'd probably leave her (maybe not, though, since she's turned into a cash cow from some of her media projects). She belies all of her angry feminist rhetoric here by admitting to being a cowering codependent nonentity, constantly seeking her husband's approval and even allowing him to bring in a thin mistress in a sad attempt to appease him. And the body language is just atrocious; Aham seems repulsed by Lindy yet appreciatively ogles and caresses his new partner. Ffs, I almost feel sorry for the old sow. She is a pathetic wretch!

But now I see the catalyst for Lindy's weight loss and new wardrobe.
 
So this is where the cutting edge of woke takes you, I guess. Sitting awkwardly on a bar stool in your underwear with your husband and his girlfriend, insisting on how happy you are, sponsored by a company that makes sex toys for 'people with vulvas', while everyone and their dog is picking up on the cringe body language.

Empowering.
 
That video is hideously depressing! Lindy is obviously desperate to keep her husband and is just going along with this shit because otherwise he'd probably leave her (maybe not, though, since she's turned into a cash cow from some of her media projects). She belies all of her angry feminist rhetoric here by admitting to being a cowering codependent nonentity, constantly seeking her husband's approval and even allowing him to bring in a thin mistress in a sad attempt to appease him. And the body language is just atrocious; Aham seems repulsed by Lindy yet appreciatively ogles and caresses his new partner. Ffs, I almost feel sorry for the old sow. She is a pathetic wretch!

But now I see the catalyst for Lindy's weight loss and new wardrobe.
The husband won't leave unless forced. Divorces are a headache. He'd pay thousands of dollars in legal expenses, have to split his estate, probably pay alimony, and for what? The ability to bang his more attractive mistress free of guilt? Why bother when he can just gaslight his spouse into a poly relationship that's clearly leaving her miserable?

If she was even a tiny bit the strong feminist she pretends to be, she'd put her foot down and tell him to drop his side piece or she walks. She won't, of course, because talking a big game online is always easier.

All poly relationships are cope to stave off inevitable breakups, but it's usually the guy who initiates. Women really CAN do everything a man can do, including seething in a cuck shed.
 
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