I do not think it means what you think it means

If I learned anything this past weekend, it’s that I should probably shut my mouth about movies until I’ve actually seen them. That being said, Reihan Salam’s complaint about Mike White’s Year of the Dog–namely that what it presents as liberating is actually just kinda fucked up–reminded me an awful lot of my own beef with Steven Shainberg’s Secretary. Beats me whether this is a legit crit of White’s flick, but given the usual blind spots of mainstream film critics, I wouldn’t be surprised. Okay, shutting mouth now.