Yellowface is a satirical slapping machine. Nobody was safe not June Juniper and her blatant theft (not appropriation) of Athena's story, obviously not Athena who chokes on dough and dies, and most certainly not me. I had a visceral reaction to this intense examination of right and wrong from every angle that read like a dissertation and asked so many questions while offering very few answers; it left me feeling icky inside.

Who is allowed to tell what story, and why or why not? Is even Athena stealing trauma from her ancestors for her own gain, or is she keeping their history alive? Is fiction a viable art form in this day and age? Does a story need to be personally experienced by the writer to be valid? What is a story? What does "allowed" even mean? And what's with canceling humans when they behave incorrectly? Ahhhhh! There is one thing I know for certain; Kuang is a bona fide genius. And I need an internal bath.