Web Logs
1/2/2006 - New Years 2006
If you want to read about the big party with band playing, a belly dancer, Fire breathers, and a HUGE fireworks display you'll have to head over to the band's Website for a gander. I'll also be telling the tale there later this week of how a pit bull bit my face.
Yes, a pit bull.
Yes, my face.
Don't worry, no broken bones or even skin, but some pretty good bruising -- more about that later.
After the big party Will and I sat around the house recovering. We had several offers to go and visit with people but were just too tired to enjoy anyone else's company but each other. Instead we went to watch Brokeback Mountain
Brokeback Mountain epitomizes a certain type of gay movie which I've been seeing more and more of, and which I call "straight gay" films. I know that term "straight" is terribly taboo in some quarters of the gay community but it's a concrete phenomena which I find difficult to get across with any other expression. Straight gay films star homosexuals who have little, if any, connection to classic gay culture or affectations. Other good examples of this genre which I saw this year would be "The Graffiti Artist" and "The Journey of Jared Price". Personally I prefer this take on gays in cinema and hope to see more of it.
Genre considerations aside, Brokeback was beautiful, authentic, and terribly, terribly sad. Sad with a quiet, understated suffering that only men seem to really understand. All alone and with everything bottled up deep inside. Several times during the movie I'd look over at Will, grip his hand more tightly, and think how very lucky I am to have him; and to have avoided such a smothering existance.
