requisite brokeback commentary
I guess I’ll put in my 2 cents on Brokeback Mountain, since it’s like a blogworld membership affirmation or something.
It was a beautiful film, the kind that leaves a feeling with you after you watch it, a taste you can’t shake for a bit.
It was a beautiful film visually as well, the breathtaking scenery of Wyoming (and Canada, according to the credits), filled with blue and green and white. Against all that cool, Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger were hot.
Whether or not it is true, as some guy said–and this blogger quoted and dissertated upon, later to be read by me over at greengabbro–that “unless the bottom had been the whore of Babylon for the last decade or had been fisted by the bear all afternoon there is no way that he gets grabbed and a second later they’re ecstatically assfucking;” whether or not this puts into question the cold hard realism of the story, I thought it was good.
It was so good to be able, not as a heterosexual person but as a woman, to identify with a man in a very realistically portrayed relationship; the one relationship I can never be part of. That’s what resonated in me the most, I think, what left the taste in my mouth–envy.
No Comments
No comments yet.
Comments RSS TrackBack Identifier URI
Leave a comment