and Indians
It’s January and that means it is influenza season and New Year/New You season. Kindly ol’ Doc Hawk and I have darn busy with wheezing babies and folks that want to change their bad habits overnight.
“Kiss me Goodbye and I’ll see you in the Spring”
Yeah, we are a busy GUPPIE couple, so we have to schedule ‘date night’ to spend time together. Nothing fancy just a nice dinner at a restaurant that has china instead of paper plates, an early movie and home to bed before 10pm.
It is such a different life than our male protagonists in Ang Lee’s Brokeback Mountain, our date night movie of the week.
Now let me just say up front, there is not enough hot nekkid cowboy sex in the great outdoors in this movie. Ang Lee should have consulted with Kristen Bjorn. There is sheep and glorious scenery and I like both, but if you are expecting softcore cowboy porn, you may want to look someplace else. I can make some suggestions.
But pretty mountains and sheep aren’t the best reason to see the movie. It’s a love story, but Oscar Wilde wasn’t being amusing (for once) when he wrote about the ‘love that dare not speak its name’. Our cowboys don’t talk much, certainly not about 'this thang' they have. Jack and Ennis fall in love on the mountain one summer in 1963, just 6 years before the first angry drag queen threw a rock at the police at the Stonewall bar. Not that either of them would understand or appreciate the Stonewall riots. New York City is a long way from Wyoming.
You know Wyoming, the place where two cranked up cowboys beat Matthew Shepard to death not that long ago.
Of course men have been giving each other the eye since men started walking around erect....maybe even before. But our boys are unable to place themselves in a historical context and they certainly have never heard the concept that gay men are born that way. They are cowboys, for God’s sake and Cowboys ain’t queer! So ultimately, we get a movie about two miserable men wasting their lives, going through the motions, unable to scratch their itch and have the one thing they really want.
This ain’t a happy movie. It’s freakin tragedy.
But WOW! Heath Ledger as Ennis gives a performance worthy of the best of Brando. The boy is so emotionally repressed, its a wonder he doesn’t explode more often. The words he doesn’t say carry way more weight than the few words he chooses to speak. I see this guy in my office all the time. Bravo Heath! Jake Gyllenhaal is a cutie (those eyes) and his Jack is just a little sleazy and yet he is vulnerable. The ladies in the film are also most wonderful as their characters grow hard and cold over the years.
But Yo? Ang Lee? What is up with all the naked boobage, dude? I mean, there are just some things in the moveis I don't want to see. But you are forgiven because I loved Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
So, grab your boyfriend and declare it ‘date night’ because we’re queer and we’re here and we aren’t mentally ill or hell bound sodomites. We’re just a couple of Guppie boys, still in love after all these years, going to the movies.
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