The
Whole World is Gay ™ Guide to Film
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a selection
The
Wizard of Oz
Cult
led by dead, spooky-voiced girl with bound breasts, also sacred opera of same
name. Story of drag-queen suffrage illustrated in crushing domestication of a
falling house and subsequent path to redemption by bubble-bath fairy gown, to
the final burning of the broom and melting orgasm of the green spinster witch.
Hunky dildo companions in fur, fabric, and steel, opium dance sequences,
costumed dwarves, and howling monkeys, create the original model for all
subsequent Gay Pride Parades. A primer lesson on the importance of the proper
shoe.
Rating: An
Astounding Archtype
Auntie
Mame
Auntie
Mame offers a rich vein of the Whole
World is Gay™ outlook. Gay son is offered to lesbian widow who sashays him
through a world of 100% gay characters with fabulous costume changes and
drag-queen pathos. In not one, but two versions, each more edifying than a
weekend with Paul Lynn. In the original, Rosalind Russell as Mame broad-hands
her costars through a ‘who’s-out-next?’ life-sized Mousetrap! Game with
flaming drinks, trapeze seating, and plunging glances. In version two, Lucille
Ball does the impossible and tops Rosy’s over-the-wrist dinner-theater gayiety
by turning it into a glycerin-lens wretched musical, with lesbian costar Bea
Arthur to make it all fall into place.
Rating: Seven
Shining Silver Stars Each
Chitty
Chitty Bang Bang
Mary
Poppins pseudo-sequel where the very gay Dick Van Dyke rides a fabulous parade
float into Austria with a sweet fag-hag who isn’t really Julie Andrews after
all, and two children who seem plump for the oven. With storm-trooper dance
sequences and musical fruit salad, the film slips under the surface of the
Brother’s Grimm, with Chitty as the pederast-perfect auto-bait so popular they
build a town around it. Watch for pivotal dancing sex-toys sequence.
Rating: Four Wheels
of Fun
Johnny
Guitar
Cheek-bone
goddess Joan Crawford proves she’s illuminated from the inside when her and her
lesbian ex-lover battle over the heart of a town. With rampant cow-poked
eroticism, heaving rifles and pistols, and the looming metaphor of the railroad
all crashing into a mob crazed firefight, a wedding dress lynching, and a final
Bitch Royale between the pointing chests of Mercedes Cambridge and Crawford. In
this seminal role, Crawford forever pinned the role of shoulder pads in gay
culture.
Rating: A Stunning
Six Shooter Salute
The
Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert
Australian version of the Wizard of Oz, with the boy stuffed with sex, the boy in girl’s skin, and the secret daddy. With a lavender bus, a giant shoe, a fecal relic of a saint, lectures on transvestitism 101, gang-rape tenderness, a crazed ping pong cannon, several bad lip-synched performances, and better costumes than Auntie Mame.
Australian version of the Wizard of Oz, with the boy stuffed with sex, the boy in girl’s skin, and the secret daddy. With a lavender bus, a giant shoe, a fecal relic of a saint, lectures on transvestitism 101, gang-rape tenderness, a crazed ping pong cannon, several bad lip-synched performances, and better costumes than Auntie Mame.
Rating: Big Bumper
Bananza
Scanners
Closeted
homosexuals repress their sexuality so hard that the energy, once released,
makes people’s heads explode. The psyexual scanners makes your nose
bleed, your head hurt, your veins pop, your throat let loose a thunderous roar,
and then the orgasm literally takes your head off. With super-steroid thick
veins, the scanners jiffy-pop each other until they’re all gone. In sequel
after sequel, watch for the heaving erotic conflicts between snarling pit-bull
faces best seen in the vertical position, and then only in the dark. Big hit
with the violence-porned as steaming carcass finales work their prosthetic
best.
Rating: One Pop
Each, Three Pops for Series
To
Wong Fu, With Love, Julie Newmar.
Outsider
story of two heterosexual men (Wesley Snipes and Patrick Swayze), and their
girlfriend (John Leguizamo) who pretend to be drag queens to fit it. Town of
misfit toys pity them, wear red, hold hands.
Rating: Worth the
Anthropology Class Time