u no get john cameron mitchell. outta here boy.
The attempting to impress just sabotages the good script and the excellent cinematography. Not banal, but with a lack of substance ( and I´m not speaking about bodily fluids).
"I used to want to change the world. Now I just want to leave the room with a little dignity."
though a sufficient schmorgesborg of queer imagery and sexually explicit fierceness, the editing seemed sloppy and the foundation, though compelling, wasn't solid enough for the themes to be exciting or interesting. it's too bad, so many hotties doing so many hot things.
Aveva tutte le carte in regola per piacermi, ma niente. Per citare gli Afterhours, "la porta di un segreto con niente proprio in centro". Si salva solo qualche citazione: "E' la prima volta che uno ti canta l'inno nazionale nel culo?" "Il 70% delle donne non raggiunge l'orgasmo" "Il 70% degli uomini è stronzo" "Una volta volevo cambiare il mondo, ora voglio solo lasciare la stanza con un po' di dignità."
If you survive the first ten minutes, which are probably the most explicit ten minutes outside the porn industry, you enter a beautiful film. A touching story, made me love and cry at the same time. There is a lot behind the images you see and if you dig into it, you'll be surprised by the overall outcome. One of my all-time favourites.
After something as tremendous as Hedwig, this movie was terrible. While I enjoy a bout of auto-fellatio as much as the next person, it was self-indulgent, frothy, and the acting made me sick. I gave it a whole extra star for the great bits of Justin Bond, though -- funny and freakishly sexy.
Shortbus, I liked it. But for a movie made in 2006 it felt like it was from 1996. I mean, the characters lacked a certain detachment -- the kind of center of the universe solipsism which dominates the zeitgeist. Other than that, it was a earnest look at modern sex and love that felt like 90s HBO show, Real Sex.
A lovely travel through your own sexual limits to grab your social persona in the midst of promiscuity, freedom and caring for strangers. LGBT classic, with a footnote for premature climax-fighters and sexually challenged women seeking happiness. Life's lamp post is the orgasm and you are the light, my child, either with, without or coming from a vagina.