It would seem that when LGBT men and women come out of the closets as gay to their family in China today, the parents then rush into the closets themselves. According to this new documentary from Italian filmmaker Sophia Luvarà even liberated Chinese parents who ‘accept’ their children’s sexuality have an immediate concern in that the news is not shared with anybody else at all within their own circles or neighborhood.
Luvarà follows Andy a gay man and Cherry a lesbian as they both set about re-focusing their own lives just to please their parents. Andy is 31 year old and a very affable man who self-identities as a bear and is a successful Architect in Shanghai. He is under a great deal of pressure from his father to enter into a fake marriage with a lesbian so that he can have a child. An anxious to please Andy goes along with the plan and has dinner dates with a few potential candidates, but when none of them work out, hi father encourages him to move on to the idea of getting a child through a surrogate even in this may cost him upwards of $65000.
Cherry meanwhile is negotiating a divorce from her own fake marriage and has agreed with her parents that she will at least adopt a child afterwards. She at least has a girlfriend who is kept well away from her parents as her father has not been told about her sexuality. When Cherry returns to her family home her neighbors, unaware of her impending divorce, keep pestering her about not having given birth to any children still after all her years of marriage. At the end of the visit, she finally tells her mother, that there will be no adoption too.
There are no happy endings in this film and both Andy and Cherry’s futures are still unresolved. Why Luvarà restricted her documentary to just these two is a mystery as the insight she gains is so very limited and gives no hint at all even of how widespread the problem is, or how those with not such strong personalities as Andy or Cherry would cope. It was really a wasted opportunity and Luvarà left us just hoping that this pressure on Chinese LGBT people to go back in their closets with their parents will start to become a thing of the past when society becomes more accepting of homosexuality.
Delphine (Izïa Higelin) is one of those very practical country girls. She lives and works on her father’s farm in the South of France where her days start well before dawn and always finish long after dark. Her father is concerned because she has now taken to going for long walks late at night, and without a boyfriend in sight, and he worries that she will end up all alone. She isn’t actually alone as her nocturnal excursions are to the nearby village where she has been having secret trysts with a local girl, but that is about to end as the object of her affection suddenly announces that she is following her parents wishes and about to get a husband.
The next thing we know a dejected Delphine has hopped on a train to Paris and finds herself a clerical job and an apartment so that she can see what life is like in the big city. The year is 1971 and Paris is in the throws of mini-sexual revolution with feminist students on the rampage demanding women’s liberation, and Delphine accidentally gets caught up in one of their political action one day, and she is instantly smitten. Not so much with the cause itself, but more with one of their very energetic and vivacious leaders called Carole (Cécile De France).
Delphine joins the women’s group weekly meetings just as a means to get closer to Carole whom she is horrified to later discover is straight, and worse still, has a live -in boyfriend. A deeply disappointed Delphine just bides her time until she can persuade a curious Carole to respond to her advances, and when she finds Carole more than likes it and is also falling for her, the two women both become ecstatically happy. There is of course the small problem of the boyfriend who Carole feels the need to confess all too, and then on top of that, Delphine suddenly hears that her father has had a stroke and she has to rush home to run the farm in his absence.
Back home Delphine retreats to the very back of the closet again and is paranoid that her deeply conservative mother and the small-minded patriarchal farmers in the village will discover the truth about her sexuality. It gets even worse when lovesick Carole comes to visit and she is not nearly discreet as she should be. However it is inevitable now with her father totally incapacitated Delphine will have no choice other than to make some difficult choices. She was brave enough to steal Carole away from her boyfriend, but does she really have the courage to go even further, and will she let her head rule her heart or vice versa?
Even with the students demanding change in Paris, the movie succinctly reminds us that in the early 1970’s being homosexual was still far from being acceptable as evident by the fact that one of the group’s projects was rescuing a friend from a mental institution where he had been committed just for being gay. This rather compelling story is not just about coming to terms with one’s own sexuality and finding acceptance in society, but also that when you still live in the shadows having to choose between people you love, is never an easy choice.
Directed and co-written by Catherine Corsini this rather splendid romantic tear-jerker benefits from the performance of the very enigmatic De France who is also exceptionally beautifully which is a very big asset in a movie which has far more than its fair share of very explicit nudity.
“Summertime” will be shown Friday, June 17 at 6:30 at the Castro Theater in San Francisco.
Forty-something-year-old Dan’s (James Roday) life seems to be at something of a crossroads. He is a long time AIDS survivor who has been HIV positive for some 22 years, a fact that he is still reluctant to admit too even though he lives in San Francisco. He is an author suffering from writer block so gets by working as a bouncer at his friend’s run down club where Dan also still insists on hosting a weekly Poetry Slam even though no-one ever shows up. Well, that is accept his roommate/best friend Paula (Robin Weigert) but then she has her own issues as her attempts at dating are so abysmal she now lavishes all her attention on the pet monkey, Dan bought her.
Dan’s mother, a voice at the end of very regular phone calls always expressing her maternal concern, mails him a $100 check for his birthday which unwittingly disqualifies him for his vital medical insurance for his expensive drug regime as such is the banality of the system. He will be able to get back on in a few weeks time, but meanwhile he is expected to find his half of the prescriptions which comes to $3000 which as he is rather broke, is not going to happen. Faced with no real alternative plan he just keeps visiting the Pharmacy everyday in the hope that he will be served by a different counter clerk who will not bother to check the validity of his medical card.
Meanwhile his boss/friend (Danny Glover ) at the club is having his own dramas since his wife (Khandi Alexander) threw him out after their most recent row and so Dan steps into help to resolve the problem for him. Plus he keeps bumping into Mike (Tom Riley) a very good looking blond man in the neighborhood who holds out the promise of a relationship, something that Dan has avoided since his late partner died a few years ago.
This is filmmaker Tom E. Brown‘s first feature length film so it was a brave decision to make what he labels as the first ever AIDS comedy, but as he succeeds so admirably, it was a good call after all. He cleverly focuses on all the varying dimensions of Dan’s different relationships which, like many gay men, consist of a birth family and also his family of choice that he has collected over the years. Brown imbues each scene with a strong vein of ridiculously funny black (ish) humor that really succeeds in finding the comedy in Dan’s haphazard life without continually focusing on why he needs to keep taking all these now elusive medication.
He chose his cast wisely, and the chemistry between Roday as Dan and Weigert as Paula was pitch perfect, and made one wish that we saw the really talented Weigert forsake the small screen for the big one much more often in the future.
It’s not easy to categorize Pushing Dead, which is currently playing LGBT Film Festivals, other than to say that it is a very funny quirky wee movie that was beautifully made, and so deserves to find its audience.
Gillian Armstrong’s captivating documentary on three-time Academy Award Winning Costume Designer the larger than life Orry-Kelly starts out with a rather wonderful statement ‘He called himself a hem stitcher, yet he really was a Hollywood Star. In the country he’s come from, that’s bloody amazing, but no-one has ever heard of him’. The country it refers too is Australia which a very young Orry George Kelly left for the US in the 1920’s to find fame and fortune on Broadway. His career as a chorus boy though he claims was hampered by his ‘weak arms’ and after he had dropped one too many chorus girls on stage, he decided it was time to retire.
Luckily though a job he had painting murals in a nightclub led him to designing costumes for Broadway’s Shubert Revues and George White’s Scandals. He was actually doing much better than his boyfriend Archie Leech who wasn’t a very good actor and was trying to wing his way into parts based on his (very) good looks.
Kelly moved to Hollywood in the 1930’s and worked his way up to being the Head Costume Designer for Warner Studios where he remained until 1944 being expected to work on as many as 50 movies each year. The stars adored him and although they are few living now to bear witness… the magnaminous Jane Fonda being one …. Armstrong littered this profile with the raves that she had gathered from the major actresses of that era who loved the flattering clothes he gave them to wear.
His boyfriend also found some success now as Hollywood took to his handsome good looks and changed his name to Cary Grant, but the two men soon split and went their separate ways. Orry-Kelly (he had also added the hyphen to sound grander) made no secret of his sexuality and was in fact quite brazen about it, whereas Grant lived ‘sort of’ in the closet. He lived with actor Randolph Scott for a decade and even when the studios made Grant marry (for the first of three times) he simply moved his bride into the house he shared with Scott.
Credit to Armstrong and writer Katherine Thomson for making this affectionate tribute as much as about the man as well as his incredible body of work. Their research obviously showed that this flamboyant and gregarious man had a great zest for life (and especially for alcohol) and they creatively re-enacted some of the major milestones to capture this party-loving animal who the leading ladies of the day adored.
Strangely though some of his very best movie work came after he fell out with Jack Warner and was fired from the Studio. Now working at different times for Universal, RKO, 20th Century Fox, and MGM studios, he went on two win three Academy Awards for Best Costume Design (for ‘An American in Paris,’Cole Porter’s Les Girls and ‘Some Like It Hot’) and was nominated for a fourth (for ‘Gypsy’).
So many of the 285 movies he designed for are now considered classics and included ‘42nd Street’, ‘The Maltese Falcon’, ‘Casablanca’, ‘Arsenic and Old Lace’, ‘Harvey’, ‘Oklahoma!, ‘Auntie Mame’, and ‘Some Like It Hot’. He designed for all the great actresses of the day, including Bette Davis, Kay Francis, Olivia de Havilland, Katharine Hepburn, Dolores del Río, Ava Gardner, Ann Sheridan, Barbara Stanwyck, and Merle Oberon. He had the job of creating clothes for the cross-dressing characters played by Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon in ‘Some Like It Hot’.
The clothes were unquestionably stunning and quite breath taking as he was master of color and silhouette. He refused to overload his designs with layers of ruffles and frills : his maxim seemed to me less is more. The totally opposite to his mantra for the excesses in his private life.
Anderson creates a delicious portrait of one of the very greatest costumiers ever whose work we love to admire, and a man that we would have all liked to have hung out with.
It seems very apt that this highly emotional documentary that tells the poignant stories of 8 gay men who are long-time AIDS survivors is the work of The South Francisco Chronicle as it is Northern California’s largest newspaper and as such was always reporting more than most from the front line of the pandemic. Since 1981 when the first death was recorded in the city, some 20000 people in the City, mostly gay men, have died from AIDS. The film, the first one that the paper has ever produced, is part of a larger special report featuring interactive digital and print features by Chronicle reporter Erin Allday.
When these eight men were diagnosed back in the 1980’s all the medical advice they were given was ‘prepare to die very soon’, but they didn’t, and instead they had to sit by helplessly as their lovers and all their friends faced excruciating deaths instead. “By the time they died they were ready to let go, but I was never ready to let them go” said one very plaintively. They were all unprepared to survive the fierce regime of drugs that has left its marks …..one has neuropathy as a result. Now friendless and alone and approaching senior citizenship but without any of the usual savings or nest eggs, and with their disability allowances about to be drastically cut, they face major financial problems too.
Two of the men are partnered again, but for the most part what comes over in this very compelling film, is the overwhelming feeling of sadness from them. The tagline of the film sums it up beautifully “They had the remarkable luck to survive AIDS, and the brutal misfortune to live on.” One of men professes that there is not been one single day in the past three decades that he has not thought of suicide. Another is struggling to come to terms that he has been evicted from his home of 30 years on Castro and now he has to move to a trailer in Palm Springs as he simply cannot afford to stay in the city. He actually dies before the film is completed.
From whatever standpoint you come from, this movie is very tough to watch. It makes you remember those that we have personally lost to the epidemic and how we would have so loved them to have survived too. It also brings you up sharply to know that these eight men represent a whole generation that are now having to come to grips with the fact the virus didn’t kill them as 50% of those with HIV/AIDS in the US are now (mainly men) over 50 years of age.
The documentary written, produced and directed by Erin Brethauer and Tim Hussin does its best to end on a positive note at a Dance that has been mounted for the long-time AIDS survivor community (there are some 6000 in SF) and for one brief moment they forget their worries and just go with the music. It gives them, and us, some hope.
It seems very apt that this highly emotional documentary that tells the poignant stories of 8 gay men who are long-time AIDS survivors is the work of The South Francisco Chronicle as it is Northern California’s largest newspaper and as such was always reporting more than most from the front line of the pandemic. Since 1981 when the first death was recorded in the city, some 20000 people in the City, mostly gay men, have died from AIDS. The film, the first one that the paper has ever produced, is part of a larger special report featuring interactive digital and print features by Chronicle reporter Erin Allday.
When these eight men were diagnosed back in the 1980’s all the medical advice they were given was ‘prepare to die very soon’, but they didn’t, and instead they had to sit by helplessly as their lovers and all their friends faced excruciating deaths instead. “By the time they died they were ready to let go, but I was never ready to let them go” said one very plaintively. They were all unprepared to survive the fierce regime of drugs that has left its marks …..one has neuropathy as a result. Now friendless and alone and approaching senior citizenship but without any of the usual savings or nest eggs, and with their disability allowances about to be drastically cut, they face major financial problems too.
Two of the men are partnered again, but for the most part what comes over in this very compelling film, is the overwhelming feeling of sadness from them. The tagline of the film sums it up beautifully “They had the remarkable luck to survive AIDS, and the brutal misfortune to live on.” One of men professes that there is not been one single day in the past three decades that he has not thought of suicide. Another is struggling to come to terms that he has been evicted from his home of 30 years on Castro and now he has to move to a trailer in Palm Springs as he simply cannot afford to stay in the city. He actually dies before the film is completed.
From whatever standpoint you come from, this movie is very tough to watch. It makes you remember those that we have personally lost to the epidemic and how we would have so loved them to have survived too. It also brings you up sharply to know that these eight men represent a whole generation that are now having to come to grips with the fact the virus didn’t kill them as 50% of those with HIV/AIDS in the US are now (mainly men) over 50 years of age.
The documentary written, produced and directed by Erin Brethauer and Tim Hussin does its best to end on a positive note at a Dance that has been mounted for the long-time AIDS survivor community (there are some 6000 in SF) and for one brief moment they forget their worries and just go with the music. It gives them, and us, some hope.
Moises Serrano is 24 years old. He has lived in North Carolina for the past 22 1/2 years and is as American as apple pie. Except that he is not. His parents smuggled him and his two sisters across the Mexican border when he was just a baby, and he has been treated by the US Authorities as an undocumented resident ever since. He has also never really fit into any of his peer groups throughout his life. As he explained, as a light skinned Mexican he had trouble assimilating with either other immigrants or the local caucasians, and the fact that he was also small and gay made him even more of a misfit.
On the brink of suicide in his darkest moments when he was 21 years old he discovered that he had a ‘voice’. and all the indignities and inequities that he, and other undocumented residents came up against, now spurred him into fighting for justice. Suddenly this young man with just a basic high school education who had been barred from attending community college, had limited job opportunities, unable to get a driving license and concerned about being picked the authorities, became an outspoken activist. As the anti-immigration climate worsened with the rise of the Tea Party (the Klu Klux still hold meetings in his town) Moises, at a great personal risk, helped establish El Cambio, an organization committed to immigrant and migrant rights in North Carolina. Then there was no stopping him in as he found himself giving keynote speeches in schools, to community groups, local business leaders, city councils etc etc.
At the same time he also fell in love. It turned out that there was (literally) one other gay man in Yadkin County the rural backwater Moises lived in, and luckily Brandon turned out to be the perfect boyfriend. His new relationship is one of the reasons that Moises story goes from despair to one full of hope and a bright future, as he also lands himself a fully paid scholarship to a Liberal Arts College in N.Y.
He is one one of the lucky ones though. As federal and local politicians continue to reject any reasonable approaches to improve the lot of young undocumented residents and they actually bring in more draconian laws and practices then most undocumented residents such as Moises’s tax-paying law-abiding parents, will always live in real fear of losing their very existence and maybe permanently separated from their families.
This new documentary from filmmaker Tiffany Rhynard is the sheer joy that it is as Moises is this extraordinary selfless young man who is so passionate and emotional about every aspect of his life. Whether it be when he is on his soapbox demanding rights for his community, or nervously opening the letter from School to see if they will give him a scholarship, or just the coy way that he responds to Brandon’s acts of tenderness. He put the welfare of others before his own personal needs for so long, it just feels right that by the end he is making headway in both.
Forbidden is one of those wonderful feel-good movies that makes you appreciate that as long as there are Moises Serrano’s in the world, there is hope for all of us.
Veteran French filmmaker André Téchiné may be the wrong side of 70 now but he shows in his latest movie that he still has a very firm grasp of the sensibilities of teenage boys coming of age. He is perfectly assisted by his co-writer Céline Sciamma the writer/director of quintessential adolescent gay movies such as Tomboy and Girlhood.
This is the story of two strikingly different high-school boys living in the French Pyrenees. Damien (Kacey Mottet Klein) is a pale effete boy who sports a diamond stud earring and excels at his academic work and cooking and self-defense. Tom (Corentin Fila) is a a biracial boy living with his adopted parents in a remote mountain farm that entails a 90 minute journey by foot and bus to get to school every day. He is determined to train to be a veterinarian when he graduates, but his school grades are so poor that he may have to abort that ambition. It seems that the only thing that these two total opposites have in common, is that they are both unpopular with their classmates and are always the very last two to be picked to play basketball.
For some unexplained reason the two boys loathe each other, and soon end up actually fighting in the school yard which almost gets them expelled. Unaware of this Damien’s Doctor mother Marianne (Sandrine Kiberlain) has to pay a house call on Tom’s mother Christine (Mama Prassinos) who is pregnant. As she has a history of miscarriages, Marianne has her hospitalized , and then suggests that Tom move in with her and Damien so that he can been close to both the hospital and the school.
This arrangement only serves to antagonize both boys who since their second warning by the School Principal have promised not to fight again, so instead they agree to sneak off into the mountains to battle it out once and for all.
They are both young men of few words and although they have a problem discussing how they feel, there is obviously a great deal of sexual tension just lying beneath the surface. Hate in this case, covers love, and when Damien eventually finds the courage to speak up, he tells Tom “I don’t know if I am into guys, or just you”.
Téchiné never ever lets us in as to where this relationship will lead too until the very end, but this uncertainty runs true because both boys are constantly struggling with recognizing their own sexuality. Both sets of parents are distracted …Tom’s by the impending birth, and Damien’s with his army helicopter pilot father becoming a casualty of the war in the Middle East … so the boys must deal with some of the more awkward aspects of growing up on their own. To their defense, they actually do quite a good job of it.
Superb performances particularly from young Klein and Fila, with the latter actually making his movie acting debut. The chemistry literally sizzled between them even when they were so angry with each other and seemed so removed from fulfilling the passion that was causing all this angst. Sandrine Kiberlain the two time César Award Winner (+ 6 nominations) was pitch perfect as the well-meaning mother who deals with an ever absent husband by relying so much on Damien as an outlet for her own feelings.
And then of course there was the very dramatic mountain settings that we first saw in the middle of a brutal winter ending up in a glorious summer.
Being 17 is nothing less than a superb coming-of-age story that is completely riveting to the very last frame, and will probably be come to be recognized as possibly Téchinés best movie to date.
This shocking and rather provocative movie … the sophomore feature from Austrian actor turned director Klaus Händl deservedly won the prestigious Teddy Award for Best LGBT Feature Film at this year’s Berlin International Film Festival. It is there surprising that since then the reviews have been lukewarm at best, and even odder that it is not the violent aspect that has evoked the criticism but the way that Händl goes into great detail with the gay protagonists relationship as it shoots from one extreme to another. We certainly differ from this viewpoint as this powerful intense drama has remained very firmly in our conscious since we viewed it several days ago, and not for the controversial part of the story line, but for the sheer intensity it created as the couple in crisis struggled to deal with their feelings which seemed so out of control.
When the movie opens life seems positively picture-book perfect for the couple, and Stefan (Lukas Turtur) is a french horn player in the orchestra that his partner Andreas (Philipp Hochmair) manages. The live with their beloved tomcat Moses in a rather beautiful house in what looks like the Garden of Eden (for some unexplained reason there are several biblical references throughout). Blessed with a great set of really close friends who love to get together at their house for garden dinner parties where both the wine and the conversation never stop flowing. When the guests leave, and sometime even before they do, the two men cannot keep their hands off each other and have long make out sessions. This being a European film, those particular scenes are both extremely sensual and very explicit too.
Even when not having sex, the pair are an extremely tactile couple and seem to spend most of their time hanging out the house completely naked. However all this blissful happiness abruptly ends one day when Stefan has an uncharacteristic sudden outburst of violent anger with very grave consequences, which leads to a totally appalled and confused Andreas just shutting Stefan out of his life for all intents and purposes.
At first there is a lot of wailing and head banging, but when the grief starts to dissipate the two start to lead separate lives in their own home and now they are always fully clothed too. Then one day a reckless Stefan has an serious accident in the garden which causes him to the lose the sight in one eye, which results in a slight thawing on Andreas’s part. As both men are still struggling to try to understand the complex reasons behind Stefan’s scary outburst, they are also trying to evaluate their feelings towards each other to try and discover if they can ever salvage enough of their once perfect relationship to build a future and go forward.
The result of the temper tantrum is highly controversial aspect of the movie, but equally so is Andreas’s decision not to immediately leave the relationship after it occurred. This was not based on any practical reasons, but purely from his instinct that even though he coudn’t bear to allow Stefan to be intimate on any level at all with him, there was obvious still some very fine vein of hope/love of the possibility they could one day get through this together.
Drenched with some fine music on the soundtrack which like the plot went from happy to moody and melancholic, it is the two central nuanced performances of Turtur and Hochmair that keep you engaged to the very end and make this rather intense relationship so very believable even in the parts which were tough to rationalize over. And of course full credit should be given to Toni for being the perfect tomcat that every house would want.
It’s interesting to note that when the director was an actor he appeared in a couple of films directed by Michael Haneke, so maybe we shouldn’t be too surprised by the inclusion of the violent incident after all.
“Tomcat” will be shown at Frameline 40 Wednesday, June 22 at 9 p.m. at the Castro Theater in San Francisco.
40 year-old Dean is trying not to have a mid-life crisis, but his chances of succeeding are slim. He’s a very successful graphic designer in Silverlake California who is starting to loath his good paying clients because of their poor taste levels. Now because the lazy eye he’s had from birth is playing up, his eye doctor has just prescribed tri-focal glasses which he is having great difficulty adjusting too. Then his rather solitary and seemingly empty life is suddenly disturbed by an email that arrives totally out of the blue. It’s from Alex an ex-boyfriend who broke his heart when he walked out of his life 15 years ago, and then totally disappeared off the grid never to be heard of again.
Dean’s initial reaction is one of anger, but he is so intrigued as to why Alex should now decide to get back in touch after all this time, that he responds quite politely. After a couple of emails flying back and forth, Dean swallows the bait and invites Alex to join him for weekend as his desert hideaway near Joshua Tree. They never make it inside the front door before clothes are being ripped off starting a very long and passionate bout of lovemaking as if they had never been apart.
Despite some deep and bitter regrets over their break-up all those years ago, they are both obviously able and keen to consider taking up where they left off. If only it was that simple, and first they both have to discover the baggage and commitments that they have each accumulated over the past 15 years to see if that would be even be possible. If they can deal with each others secrets and truths, they may have a chance or burying the past and starting anew, but is this too much to ask?
This riveting new drama is written and directed by Tim Kirkman who proved in his earlier work such as the delightful Loggerheads that he has quite a remarkable skill at making heart tugging stories, and this one is no exception. What is exceeding clever here is that once the totally charming (and very hot) pair meet up again, we have have no clue whatsoever how their story will pan out. The idea of wanting to know how our lives would change if the major love of our life came back for a second round is such an intriguing one that so many of us can relate too and this makes us even more invested in the outcome of Dean and Alex’s own story.
In what is essentially a two-handed drama, Kirkman cast well with Lucas Near-Verbrugghe as Dean who even though he has the biggest secret to share, comes over as the more honest of the two, and Alex played by Aaron Costa Ganis always seems that there is much more to his story about the past 15 year that he will never let on. Both men give sterling and utterly convincing performances that ensure we are engage right until the final credits role.
This rather wonderful compelling drama is a must-see for any and every hopeless romantic who will always wonder what would have happened if things had worked out differently.