Jessica Ritchey is a writer based in the orbit between Washington D.C. and Baltimore. She credits a VHS copy of Singin’ in the Rain as her introduction to a love of movies. She has written for several web outlets, and can be found watching foreign classics in rapt silence at the AFI Silver or shouting things with the crowd at B-Fest on Northwestern’s campus. She believes that high and low culture are illusory barriers and that all art and storytelling is truly one big never-ending conversation. She occasionally remembers she has a blog at Sugarbang.


Jessica Ritchey is a writer based in the orbit between Washington D.C. and Baltimore. She credits a VHS copy of Singin’ in the Rain as her introduction to a love of movies. She has written for several web outlets, and can be found watching foreign classics in rapt silence at the AFI Silver or shouting things with the crowd at B-Fest on Northwestern’s campus. She believes that high and low culture are illusory barriers and that all art and storytelling is truly one big never-ending conversation. She occasionally remembers she has a blog at Sugarbang.

Jessica Ritchey


Sexuality and Crimson Peak
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Issue 31: Reflections on 2015