A documentary biopic of Miss Major Griffin Gracy, a trans woman of colour who was there during the Stonewall Riots and who has spent a lifetime campaigning for trans rights. She has lived a incredible life, meeting Frank “Big Black” Smith in Attica after the riots and becoming a lifelong advocate for prisoners, and opposing the prison system. She’s still campaigning at 71, with one eye and one kidney, she’s out there doing more than most folk, like myself, are doing at 21 or 31. Jesus, her energy and will are incredible. Really inspiring film.
Month: March 2017
You’ll Never Be Alone
A film about a father and son as they struggle to survive in the wake of a hate attack. Full of silent fury.
Southwest of Salem: The Story of the San Antonio Four
A very hard and incredibly moving watch. It follows the struggle of 4 Latina lesbians fighting to clear their names after they were caught up in the Satanic child sex abuse scare of the 90s. The horror of the piece is how one man basically tries to destroy the lives of three generations of women in one family and willingly takes down others in that attempt. But the women themselves remain resolute, and their story is one of strength, of solidarity, of friendship and of dignity.
Hanky Code
An anthology of short films created by an art collective, which each segment of which corresponds to a different colour in the hanky code. I’ll be honest, the majority of this was cringeworthy laughably bad, but some was funny and cute.
One that will really stick with me was the one for needles. Now, I consider myself to have some fairly broad tastes, but I felt vanilla as fuck watching this. I mean, I charged head first into my limits. With no cuts, music or stylistic camera tricks, it simply shows a woman having her mouth stapled shut as both her lips are pierced with needles, and the skin along the line of her subclavicals pierced to give her a needle fringe necklace. Now this may be your thing, in which case good luck to you, I wish you every happiness, but this gave me the heavy boke. It was worse than every horror movie I’ve seen this year. Blood up the wall and spooky music will never compare to the sight and sound of a real woman being really punctured in the softest parts of her body. Bleurgh.
Weekends
A lovely, funny, heartfelt documentary following the highs and lows of the South Korean gay men’s choir. Despite the technical difficulties, this was a lovely experience, with the extra treat to the showing being a live performance by the Edinburgh gay men’s choir. Definitely one for anybody who wants to hear All The Single Ladies performed in Korean.
Tchindas
A movie about the community of Sao Vicente coming together to prepare for carnival, organised by Tchinda, a trans women whose name has become a byword for queer. If you want to see a film about queer people of colour with no queerphobia, no racism, just community and celebration, this is it. The pacing is not perfect but the overall positivity of film carries the feeling of warmth amd home. Thumbs up!
Moonlight
So fucking good. Seriously go see this if you get the chance. Everyone in this is excellent, from the kid who plays Chiron as a child, to the adult that plays him as a man. Such a wealth conveyed unspoken. Absolutely excellent.
Koyaanisqatsi
Fucking loved seeing Koyaanisqatsi at Film City Glasgow. Beautiful film in a beautiful venue. I loved it. Despite the implicit criticism in the title, meaning a life out of balance which must change, I found Koyaanisqatsi to be a celebration of life. Bookended by shots of cave paintings, the film shows the ecstatic movement of the world, from the dancing plumes of sand across the desert dunes, to the hussle-bussle hive of a cityscape. Humans on the landscape make patterns on a cave wall, make patterns on a traffic intersection, all beautiful, all in essence both simultaneously creative and destructive, all temporary. We make patterns like ants, like sand, like waves, then pass. We end. We crystalise beautiful in moments like a flock of starlings, then the world moves on without us in it. It is neither creative nor destructive, it is life. Just a lovely film.
Another chance to see a great film
Shit, they’re showing I Am Not Your Negro as part of the Glitch film festival, get your arses along.