I just watched a cat fight scene in a swimming pool with Sigourney Weaver and Jamie Lee Curtis (“You Again”). If I were a dude, I would want to rinse my eyes out with some sort of magical Rewind solution. And as a woman, I am officially on board with actresses “of a certain age” being happy with character roles – and avoiding submersion at all costs. (The lone exception being Helen Mirren.)
Before you confiscate my feminist card, please know that I would prefer not to see Clint Eastwood oiled up in a Speedo either.