Men kissing onscreen!
Mar. 7th, 2003 11:58 pmSaw Far From Heaven today. Hence, subject line. Yes, Dennis Quaid and one of his boytoys kiss passionately onscreen. For, like, two seconds, but it's a start.
Men kissing aside, this is a gorgeous film. Come, drool over the cinematography with me! Lavish and overdone in true technicolor 1950's style, with the lushest score you've ever heard. Just stunning. And Julianne Moore is quite good, as is Dennis Quaid. Dennis Haysbert is pretty good, too, although he sorta pales in comparison to the other two. Some of the dialogue could use a bit of work, and I'm not thrilled with the ending, but a thoroughly decent film throughout. And not hideously depressing, so neener to you,
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Now, back to my original subject. Last week I found a book of movie lists in Barnes & Noble (written by Richard Roeper, of Ebert & Roeper). Things like, "Movies in which a white woman and black man have racial issues whilst hooking up," and such. One such list was a comparison of reasonably well-known actresses who have kissed another woman onscreen vs. actors who have kissed another man. There were about thirty women on the list, vs. maybe three or four men. Roeper's explanation? Majority of directors/producers/writers in Hollywood are men, and therefore turned on by lesbians making out -- but women are not interested in gay men kissing.
I beg to differ.
I could go into a rant about double standards and men fearing for their masculinity, but that's a whole 'nother morass of issues, and I'm sleepy. But needless to say, Richard Roeper is not on my favorite person list.
Men kissing aside, this is a gorgeous film. Come, drool over the cinematography with me! Lavish and overdone in true technicolor 1950's style, with the lushest score you've ever heard. Just stunning. And Julianne Moore is quite good, as is Dennis Quaid. Dennis Haysbert is pretty good, too, although he sorta pales in comparison to the other two. Some of the dialogue could use a bit of work, and I'm not thrilled with the ending, but a thoroughly decent film throughout. And not hideously depressing, so neener to you,
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Now, back to my original subject. Last week I found a book of movie lists in Barnes & Noble (written by Richard Roeper, of Ebert & Roeper). Things like, "Movies in which a white woman and black man have racial issues whilst hooking up," and such. One such list was a comparison of reasonably well-known actresses who have kissed another woman onscreen vs. actors who have kissed another man. There were about thirty women on the list, vs. maybe three or four men. Roeper's explanation? Majority of directors/producers/writers in Hollywood are men, and therefore turned on by lesbians making out -- but women are not interested in gay men kissing.
I beg to differ.
I could go into a rant about double standards and men fearing for their masculinity, but that's a whole 'nother morass of issues, and I'm sleepy. But needless to say, Richard Roeper is not on my favorite person list.