Bruce Labruce is the new, new-queer cinema. Move over Greg Araki, there is a new sherif in town.
I feel in love with the man when I saw Raspberry Reich: a queer retelling of the Patty Hearst story. It is full of T-shirt worthy revolutionary slogans like "The Revolution is my Boyfriend" and "Heterosexuality is the Opiate of the Masses".
Labruce makes either the smuttiest movies you ever say, or the most high brow porn possible. The only real difference between a 'legitimate' film and porn is that I don't go to the theater to see the former with sanitizer. I wish I could show you one of the opening clips from Reich where a man masturbates with a loaded gun. The gun didn't go off but he sure did.
Well, he is back with a film sure to haunt my wet dreams for years to come. Here is the trailer (with a sweet ass song by CocoRosie).
oddly, the most erotic thing I find about this movie is that the title has both a coma and a semi-colon.
Lord oh lord, I got the blues so bad I can't even shut my eyes. Prop-8 has been an absolute disaster. The latent racism and bigotry against Mormons has exploded in the GLBT community. We need to be building coalitions, not burning bridges and sadly things are not going well.
But then, there is always GWAR. You WNYers are not as familiar with GWAR as you should be. You are hungry. Hungry for something but you don't know what. You hunger for
I am writing my cover letter for a job I am applying to at Roswell. Cover letters are so tough to write, I have been in front of the computer for an hour banging my head against my desk. It is such a parched writing style, devoid of any personality.
Movies don't scare me. I love horror movies for the pure cheese, without a trace of felt terror. Movies like The Exorcist, The Shining, The Omen, are all good horror movies, but I don't get a chill up my spine at any point. Never have I been actually terrorized.
Until Freaks.
Todd Browning's Freaks is the only movie to creep me out. To make me so uncomfortable I had to take a break and untangle the disgust in my brain.
The film takes place in a carnival. There are the big ring circus folks, and the sideshow freaks. Plotting brings the big ring people into the world of the freaks. The freaks are so other that we can't help but empathize with the plotting, evil characters. The viewer is the villain.
The movie is filled with little scenes of simple humanity. Like a man born without limbs rolling a cigarette.
Or take a look at this iconic scene. Just prior to it, the woman was mocking her new dwarf husband (all part of that evil plotting) at their wedding. The sincerity of the freaks response is one of the most chilling things on film.
And the ending... if the ending doesn't keep you up all night you aren't human. But I wont spoil it. Go out and rent it.