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In “The Favourite,” Olivia Colman, Rachel Weisz and Emma Stone play Queen Anne, Sarah Churchill and Abigail Hill, three women sparring, seducing and strategizing their way through the corridors of power in 18th-century England.

More cynical than the bleakest “House of Cards” episode with twice as many deliciously nasty zingers, “The Favourite” is just the latest sprout in a bumper crop of movies depicting women, if not at their best, then at least in some form of sisterly solidarity: From the depraved sisterhood of “Suspiria” to Viola Davis coolly leading a team of henchwomen in “Widows,” 2018 is shaping up to be a year singularly devoted to the vicarious pleasures of feminist troublemaking. Throw in such tough protagonists as Emily Blunt in “A Quiet Place,” Jamie Lee Curtis in “Halloween,” Melissa McCarthy in “Can You Ever Forgive Me?” and Rosamund Pike in “A Private War,” and the trend is clear: Good girls are Out. Difficult women — preferably ones who can defy social expectations to drink, swear, misbehave and screw up a storm — are decidedly In.

In the not-too-distant past, we saw Charlize Theron’s gorgeously androgynous Furiosa in “Mad Max: Fury Road” or Frances McDormand’s fierce, foulmouthed, Oscar-winning turn in “Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri” as galvanizing outliers, their grim machisma a welcome antidote to the hypersexualized or tiresomely passive roles usually on offer from Hollywood.

Now, what was once transgressive has become a trope: Just wait until you get a load of Nicole Kidman playing a bruised, beat-up-looking alcoholic in “Destroyer” or Natalie Portman’s unattractive and unrepentant diva in “Vox Lux.” In the upcoming films “Ben Is Back” and “Vice,” as well as “Private Life,” currently playing on Netflix, even conventional wife-and-mother roles come spiked with generous doses of spiky anger or quiet political maneuvering.

Rachel Weisz and Emma Stone in “The Favourite.” (Atsushi Nishijima/AP)
Rachel Weisz and Emma Stone in “The Favourite.” (Atsushi Nishijima/AP)

Interestingly, many if not most of these movies were conceived and greenlighted a few years ago, when their producers no doubt thought that they’d be perfectly timed to celebrate America’s first female president. Not only did that not come to pass, but the Harvey Weinstein scandal and #MeToo movement completely upended the context in which they’re being received. “Is [that] connected to how we are getting our stories told now?” Weisz reflected in an interview with five other actresses in the Hollywood Reporter this week. “I can’t figure out the chicken and the egg.”

That confusion extends to the mixed messages of the content itself. Seen through one lens, “Vice” can be commended for giving Lynne Cheney her due as a scholar and ambitious conservative ideologue in her own right — not to mention the figure behind the transformation of Richard Cheney from a dissolute, unfocused young man to vice president. Similarly, the women of “The Favourite” prove themselves to be capable of pragmatism and shrewd gamesmanship, even as they go along with the farcical notion that the men are in charge.

The filmmakers are confident that viewers will be in on the joke. But, as delicious as these characterizations can be, they also perpetuate notions of “subversiveness” that are relegated to whispered asides and neurotic machinations, with strategy reduced to scheming, process to petty ma­nipu­la­tion. Face it: Simple professionalism, competence and skill are rarely deemed sexy enough to qualify as entertainment.

Then again, perhaps that contradiction is utterly of a piece with a time when the American public — especially men — still report discomfort with the idea of a female president, and when women account for a vanishingly small number of corporate leaders.

Will this year’s fiercely capable heroines make us more willing to accept female power, or more frightened of it? It’s hard to figure out the chicken and the egg. For now, it’s clear that we’ve gotten the cinematic trope this era deserves, one that encapsulates aspirations and ambivalence in maddeningly equal measure.

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