Between my blog and the seemingly endless amount of threads I've been following over on BWW, I may never again write about anything but Brokeback Mountain. I actually wrote this post over there, but it fits in with this conversation.
This movie has certainly touched a lot of people, I'll give you that. People are talking. Some I've talked to just seem so wounded that someone couldn't like this movie. Someone like me, that is.
Namo commented that the film is like a Rorschach test, and people are bringing their own baggage to it and seeing what they want to see. I think that this is pretty on the mark. Even all the praise I've heard heaped on the film contradicts itself at times. I'm not invalidating anyone's experience with this film, mind you. It's not that much fun standing off to the side, while everyone else is at the party to which you weren't invited.
It should be noted that for much of my life, many people have been able to spot on sight that I'm gay. I'm not sure why that is. I could ruminate on effeminate men and stereotypes, but I've done that before and that's not what this is about. For whatever reason, lots of people have been able to pick me out of a bright pink lineup and I'm fine with that. It's a relief, I suppose. To some degree, it has prevented me from ever having to seriously consider a life in the closet.
Seriously, no one was
ever shocked when I came out to them. I don't even recall that many raised eyebrows.
I have a clear memory of being about seven years old, in which my hysterical mother shrieked to me that I was a "goddamned sissy."
I lost my best friend in seventh grade (which, in retrospect was on my part a crush of epic proportions) because he was not "friends with fags."
In ninth grade, I spent the second semester being tormented daily by another student who would scream various gay epithets at me. This student and I had no classes together, had never even gone to the same school together before that year. In fact, I never once spoke a word to him. Ever.
Sure, these aren't the most horrible things that could have happened to me because of my sexuality, though I was once chased from a Denny's because someone in our party (friend of a friend of a friend) found out I was gay and was disgusted that he'd shared some vodka with me earlier that night. I was nineteen and scared ****less. I was sprinted away before the guy was able to make good on his promise to kill me, but it shook me up pretty badly then.
I was called "gay" long before I actually knew what the word meant. My coming out caused displeasure to some, but still came as no surprise to anyone. I pretended to be Evita at the age of seven, for Christ's sake. The jig, if ever down, was long up.
Believe me, I'm glad it worked out that way. I'm glad I never got to really seriously consider staying in the closet longer or, god forbid, forever. I didn't have to find reasons, whether they be familial or financial, to hide my light under a bushel. I didn't have to worry that eventually this person or that person would find out, because they generally knew before I did. As Janis sang, freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.
I realize people stay in the closet for all sorts of reasons. They may lose their families. Christ might frown upon them. Perhaps it would put their lives in danger. I feel for these people. I pity these people.
I have no advice to offer them. I don't judge them. I hope they can live with their choices, and I hope the fallout of those choices on those around them is minimal.
In the context of the big gay movie that's sweeping the nation, I can understand their choices. It's just that my choices (or rather, my lack thereof) cause this issue to really strike a nerve within me.
It's not that
Brokeback Mountain didn't make me think. I'm just not thinking what everyone else is.
One last thing - Let's not forget this thread is called "
Bareback Mountain," for heaven's sake. It's gotten waaaay too serious around here for a thread with such a title.
"How do you like THAT 'misanthropic panache,' Mr. Goldstone?" - PalJoey
Updated On: 1/13/06 at 12:54 AM