(Slight spoilers for both movies ahead. Read at your own risk!) As a movie, Call Me By Your Name (CMBYN) is filled with elements I love: vintage gays, picturesque views of the Italian countryside, a soundtrack filled with songs by Sufjan Stevens. However, none of these things were enough to make me even begin to enjoy watching it.
When I was a little girl, one of my favorite songs was “Your Song.” At the time I didn’t know the singer’s name and I certainly didn’t know he was gay. I just knew how his music made me feel, the feel of the large, black knobs on my father’s cassette player and the sun burning an orange line along my arm from resting on the inside of his truck window in July. I also didn’t know Elton John dressed up as the Queen of England, or that he snorted cocaine. But I knew crocodiles danced to rock and roll in my father’s garage radio. It is not uncommon for a biography to humanize its subject or to characterize them as a victim. But “Rocketman” was able to humanize its subject without victimizing him.
Goodbye twenty bi-teen, hello twenty twen-T! I’m sure everyone is tired of year in review articles by now, but before we move on to celebrating transness in every form in 2020, I want to take the time to talk about some of the queer media 2019 had to offer. And let me say, it offered a lot. Unfortunately, I am only one person, and while I wish I could experience any and every piece of media with LGBT+ themes, I am sure I missed a lot. So, while I can’t offer an all-inclusive review of everything gay from this past year, here are some things I enjoyed.
On Saturday, November 23rd, I made my way to the Power Center for "Bare," a musical production being put on by the on-campus theater group MUSKET. I had volunteered to be an usher for the night, and conversations with the other ushers let me know what to expect in the show. Despite knowing what was going to happen, no amount of background knowledge could have prepared me for the emotional rollercoaster I was about to get on.