#140- Tongues Untied

Quick recap: A quasi-documentary about the lives and experiences of black gay men, as told through spoken word and personal stories.

also a helpful tutorial for snapping properly like a diva!

also a helpful tutorial for snapping properly like a diva!

Fun (?) fact: Tongues Untied originally ran on PBS, and was therefore partially funded by the government. As expected, this did not go over very well for conservatives, who called this ‘pornographic art’, which I think sounds kind of nice.

My thoughts: I think this movie, above all others really took me out of my element and made me see a subset of America I had not thought deeply about before: the black gay male. Seeing as I am neither black, nor gay, nor male, I wasn’t too sure how I would react to the documentary, but it ended up being the perfect example of why we watch movies: to experience something new as well as gain empathy for others.

Tongues Untied is a documentary in the sense that it is true experiences of the men involved, but there are no interviews or narration. Instead, most of the words are poems from Marlon Riggs, the director of the film who also appears on screen detailing his experience growing up gay and black. The rhythm of the movie was a little hard to get into at first, mostly because I’m not too familiar with poetry. I warmed up very fast to the concept once I stopped focusing on the words and instead focused on the people and emotions being showcased.

I’m no expert in late 80’s black gay culture, but Riggs seemed to show a full spectrum of men: drag queens, old guys, young guys, muscular guys, ‘sissies’ (a great discussion of this word occurs during a scene when a bunch of men are eating and talking about what they have been called). I loved that Riggs didn’t focus on the names of the men in the documentary because it made it feel like this could be anyone in the role, detailing their situations. The anonymity ended up making the movie feel more personal to me, as if I would recognize someone I knew at any moment.

The most powerful point of the film comes at the end, as the faces of young gay black men who have died of AIDS appear on screen. The theme of silence pops up throughout the poems in Tongues Untied, and refers to the silence men go through in hiding a part of their identity. Reading the obituaries in the film made me aware of how many men were forever silenced by the disease. 4 years after completing this film, Marlon Riggs himself succumbed to the AIDS virus.

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Final review: 5/5. Never in a million years would I have watched this on my own, but I am so glad I did.

Up next: Close-Up

#139- Farewell, My Concubine

Quick recap: This is the story of two men, Douzi and Shitou, whose friendship spans over 50 years in China.

best friends, being bros, doing bro things

best friends, being bros, doing bro things

Fun (?) fact: This is going to be a big one, so be prepared:

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China banned this movie. I KNOW. Crazy right?!

showing young boys being beaten and tortured was cool for China, but not the homosexual vibes going on between the two characters

showing young boys being beaten and tortured was cool for China, but not the homosexual vibes going on with Douzi

My thoughts: You guys, opera is badass. Seriously. I know next to nothing about it, and what little I do know concerns Italian opera. I think I was aware that China had their own productions but I wasn’t aware how, well, badass it all was. Chinese opera has the same themes as opera around the world: love, death, war, but they have an added element of acrobatics, amazing feats of strength and stunning costumes. Watching Farewell, My Concubine makes me want to hunt down a show and watch it live because although the movie was good, it’s not the same as watching the real thing.

The plot is straightforward enough: two friends stay close for over 50 years. But oh my god, the things these two men went through. I don’t know if you are aware of this, but China has some really messed up history. At times, it felt like the director was going for melodrama, with one tragedy occurring after another, but then again Farewell, My Concubine takes place during a very turbulent time in China’s history. Although this story is fictional, I imagine most of what the movie portrays is something someone lived through at some point.

One thing that really captured my attention was the depth of the characters. Douzi is the main character, whose story starts with his mother abandoning him at the training headquarters for the Peking Opera. He is initially rejected because of an extra finger on his hand, but his mother chopped it off and walked away. The training was brutal, with boys constantly being beaten with swords and expected to be perfect. Douzi is strong, but feminine, and so is trained to perform the Dan (female) roles. Throughout the movie, he maintains his feminine personality, to the point of being overly dramatic, like many people thought homosexuals acted back in 1993. Shitou is the more masculine of the two, but very caring. He has a very short temper but somehow endless patience for Douzi. I really enjoyed not having to pick a protagonist and root for one person because everyone in this film had faults.

the story is that a king is defeated in war. All his soldiers abandon him, except for his horse and concubine. The concubine stands until the very end and then kills herself with his sword.

the story is that a king is defeated in war. All his soldiers abandon him, except for his horse and concubine. The concubine stands until the very end and then kills herself with his sword.

Final review: 5/5. Many of the scenes were very difficult to watch but I was engrossed the entire 3 hours and at the end, it felt like it was almost too short of a film

Up next: Tongues Untied

127- Singin’ In the Rain

Quick recap: A group of actors and their movie studio go through a tough transition from silent films to ‘talkies’.

also lots of hijinks. Trust me on the ridiculous level of hijinks

also lots of hijinks. Trust me on the ridiculous level of hijinks

Fun (?) fact: These crazy kids just gotta dance: Fred O’Connor was in bed for a week following his ‘Make ‘Em Laugh’ number, Gene Kelly performed a few numbers with a fever, and Debbie Reynolds was just a hot mess. Kelly criticized her constantly, making her cry on several occasions. I couldn’t confirm this but apparently Fred Astaire saw her crying one day and helped her with the dancing.

Reynolds should have tried tappa-tappa-tappa

Reynolds should have tried tappa-tappa-tappa

My thoughts: ‘I just love Gene Kelly so much,’ an older woman sitting next to me at the Alamo Drafthouse sobbed to no one in particular. I had gotten to the theater half an hour early so that I could watch the related clips the Drafthouse likes to show before each movie. It’s one of my favorite experiences at this particular theater and it always helps get into the right frame of mind before watching something new. Going early to the theater also gives me a chance to scan the crowd and try to sum up the core audience. Tonight there was a healthy mix of older people and young children. And this sobbing woman. She glanced over at me, hopeful perhaps for a sympathizer, but I was not the right person for that. I have never seen anything with Gene Kelly and after the disaster that was High Society, have not been the most keen to watch a 1950s musical. As with most movies of this caliber I was interested to see what the big deal was and especially why this woman would be so moved to tears.

Almost immediately, I could tell this was the movie for me. The humor was authentic and I found myself laughing out loud at many scenes (especially the scene during the ‘Dueling Cavalier’ when the audio messes up and Lina Lamont sounds like a man). And of course the dancing. Oh my god, the dancing. I could watch Gene Kelly and Donald O’Connor for hours. Is it too late to take up tap lessons? I, like most people, have seen the iconic ‘singing in the rain’ scene before and wondered what the fuss was about. It didn’t seem too difficult to pull off, but then again that’s why I am reviewing movies and not out at some studio practicing my plié. I see now how talented Kelly was (as well as O’Connor) and how much of their life was dedicated to this perfection. I quickly snuck a look at the sobbing woman, who was now literally sitting on the edge of her seat and silently mouthing the words to the musical number currently on the screen. It dawned on me that maybe this wasn’t some sort of schoolgirl crush but instead a pure admiration for dance. I could feel it a little now, also.

I didn’t fall in love with the music as much as the dancing and acting. The songs were catchy enough. In fact, I added ‘Singing in the Rain’ to my classroom playlist, although I don’t think my 3rd graders got as big a kick out of it as I did. But there was also a cheesy level that I couldn’t quite get past. Case in point, ‘Moses’. The song is a silly one, almost too silly for me to enjoy. ‘Good Morning’ I love for Debbie Reynold’s voice (if that was even her), but once again not very complex lyrically.

The movie ended and I was a little disappointed that there wasn’t more to watch. In the short hour and a half, I had become addicted to the constant motion and color. I dreaded leaving the theater, back to reality. Singin’ in the Rain is a perfect escape in many ways and as evidenced by the audience that night, means something very special to many people. I too was caught up in at all. I looked over at the sobbing woman, curious to see if she had the same disappointment as I did. She smiled at me serenely and walked down the aisle out the door.

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Final Review: 5/5.

Up next: Hearts of Darkness

#125- Jaws

Quick recap: killer shark. (I think that might be my quickest recap yet!)

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Fun (?) fact: Like most movie blockbusters, there are a million facts to dig through. My favorite fact is that originally the movie had a different director. During a meeting with the producers, the director referred to the shark as a whale and was promptly fired. First rule of movie making: know the differences between basic sea animals.

a most unfortunate photobomb

a most unfortunate photobomb

My thoughts: I’ve never understood the appeal of Jaws.  I watched the movie as a kid when I was in a horror movie phase and it didn’t scare me at all. In fact, even as an 8 or 9 year old I saw the whole thing as cheesy. Sharks, especially the Great White, are actually cautious fish and don’t go out of their way to murder people. I think Jaws underwhelmed me mostly  because it is a situation specific film. Afraid of sharks? Don’t get in the ocean. Problem solved. And as I grew up, I wore my love of the ocean as a badge of honor. While everyone bemoaned their silly shark attack fears, I bravely went into the waters and swam to my heart’s content. I may be afraid of a number of things but a shark ain’t one of them.

After watching Jaws in the theater the other night, I finally realized the main reason it had never scared me as a kid: I’ve never seen it before. All this time what I had remembered watching was actually Jaws II or III, which are decidedly more campy and awful films. The movie I watched as an adult is horrifying. Seriously horrifying, and not the kind where you say you are scared because that’s what everyone says. Legit horrifying. I even had NIGHTMARES about the shark that night. which is a pretty rare feat these days. My idea earlier that this is a situation specific film isn’t even true now that I’ve seen the actual thing. Jaws is scary not because of the killer shark because once you get a look at him, it’s just a big fish. The scariest scenes are the people in the water unable to see what is about to happen to them.

Jaws is the perfect mix of funny, drama and horror. It was like a roller coaster of emotions, sitting through the movie. I totally screamed when Ben Gardner’s decapitated head surfaced in his boat. Legit terror, I’m telling you. Also, Alex Kintner’s death was as realistic as you can get in a killer shark movie and the scene where the mother discovers that her son didn’t get out of the water was really hard to watch.

I could go on and on about how much I loved this movie but I won’t because apparently I’m the only one who has never seen Jaws up until now. I can’t believe what I was missing out on. Qfcsg1

Final review: 5/5. Completely deserves all your love and adoration so carry on.

Up next: The Thief of Bagdad