Dreams Mean Nothing - The Sandman (2022)
I started to write this piece as a simple review of Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman, now streaming on Netflix; like the show itself, and the comic series at its origin, it turned into something far bigger, a historical narrative including random characters, with meanings and truths revealed as if from nowhere.
Like dreams, this review has become something more, an essay about writing itself, about narrative, about the consumption of art for both good and evil, and about its very effect on our lives.
Or maybe just mine.
A Hole Lot Of Glory - Glorious (2022)
We need more films about gloryholes; there, I said it.
Although, let’s be honest, said films already exist; they’re just shooting towards a slightly different viewer, a fact that is hard to swallow for some people.
Ravings - How My Brain (Sometimes) Works, The Star Trek Edition
Tis The Season To Be Happy - Happiest Season (2020)
I have to be honest: I made a face when I got to the end of Happiest Season thanks to some of the issues that I had with this film.
That’s right: it’s only some.
I sort of loved this queer, seasonal romantic comedy for exactly what it was, but I’m also a cynical cranky man who will look at things I didn’t like, wondering what would have made them better for me. With Happiest Season, a huge part of that was wanting an edit of the story, where someone could take the film and go “Yep, there are at least two very different narratives here, and to truly embrace a season that is so happy, you need to pick one. You don’t get to have it both ways.”
Dating And Hating - Dating Amber (2020)
It’s not often that I expect to be writing about queer, Irish content, but I guess that’s what I’m doing after watching Dating Amber, viewable now on Amazon Prime. That’s not to say that queer Irish content doesn’t exist; it’s just that…well, we as a country, we’re not always the most vocal about accepting and embracing all things queer, are we?
Is Two And A Half Years Later Still “New”? - The New Mutants (2020…Kinda)
For a film that was originally due to be released Friday 13th IN APRIL 2018, it feels somewhat painful writing about The New Mutants nearly three years later.
And yeah, I’ve specifically waited until a Friday 13th to write and publish this; it seems kind of right, no?
Do you know what doesn’t seem right for this film though? The absolute clusterfuck that is its release.
Partly due to Covid-19 (booo), partly due to production and branding, I still can’t actually tell if this film has been released properly. Well, it has been released: I made the point of catching it in the cinema in those handful of weeks when the cinemas were open, but I specifically wanted to hold off on writing about it until other people would have watched.
Queer Filthy Horror- The Boulet Brothers’ Dragula: Resurrection (2020)
I started writing this solely as a review of The Boulet Brothers’ Dragula: Resurrection, touching on queer imagery (and life) within both the arts and day-to-day life, especially around Halloween. That, however, turned into something a hell of a lot grander. Most of the time when watching anything related to the Boulet Brothers, I find myself inspired, challenged (in the good way) and, above all else, comfortable and safe; this is my people and my world, and I want to support and love them every chance I get.
And so, I warn you now: this is going down a rabbit hole. Things are going to get surprisingly personal, which is not what I was expecting.
shrugs Deal with it, motherfuckers.
The One In Which Oscar Isaac Is God - Ex Machina (2014)
Yeah, sure, I write things from a queer perspective far more often than I intend to. But I can write about other things…right?
You’ll…still read my stuff when I write about other things, right?
I Killed The Teen Dream. Deal With it - Jawbreaker (1999)
I wasn’t really expecting multiple posts in a row to be about what could be called “classic” films (I call them that, shut the fuck up.) But Covid-related lock-down sure does trigger a desire to spend your time thinking about old content and, perhaps more importantly, wondering why the fuck you love it so much.
So with that in mind, I decided a couple of weeks ago that it was time to re-watch Jawbreaker and wonder if it’s still as lovably rogue as I remember?
In some ways, it is.
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