Hubby and I have seen two films in two days. First we saw The Producers in Chinatown after a lovely Christmas dinner of Singapore Sling, hot and sour soup, and cuttlefish in XO sauce. Last night we saw Brokeback Mountain last night in Bethesda. Talk about “no room at the inn” — it is only being screened at one cinema in the District and that’s in Dupont Circle, which for those who don’t know is DC’s old gay center.
PeaceBang saw Brokeback Mountain last night and agree with her, so read her post. (And tell me true: is there anyone out there, especially the gay men, who sometimes accidentially calls this film something a tad more graphic.) For what it’s worth, I didn’t find it as weepy as others make it out to be, but perhaps that’s because the story isn’t altogether unfamiliar. What I would add is go to the see it, and watch for the depiction of poverty.
PeaceBang and the rest of y’all: get to The Producers as fast as possible. I laughed myself purple. Don’t be put off by the two hour run ’cause it is very tightly put together. And yes, it is very stage-y, which is not a bad thing.
But Hubby and I agree: as compelling or fun as it is to see Jack and Ennis, or Roger and Carmen — it would be nice to see a couple as happy as we are on-screen.
As you know, Mister Stufflebean, “The Producers” is a religion in my family, so I have hesitated to see the movie of the stage show. I didn’t want to be unfaithful to Zero Mostel and Gene Wilder. But Mother of PeaceBang saw it in NYC the other day and said it was socko boffo fun, and get there right away, so I’m going tonight. What say you, as a gay fella, about the outlandish gay stereotypes in that film? Mom was wondering.
And yes, I’ve been known to accidentally refer to “Brokeback Mountain” as “Bareback Mountain,” if that’s what you mean. ::snick, snick:::
I think the gay portrayals in The Producers were very, very funny in part because they fit so well with rest of the cast.
Morally or socially, nobody is what you’d a paragon. Plus, the stereotypes (across the cast) are broad but grounded enough to say “I know someone like him.”
Anyway, it is a film about musicals about musicals. You’ll love it.
Here in the soy bean kingdom of Indiana, Brokeback is only going to show at one arts theatre around Jan. 13. Good luck to any Hoosiers who want to see it.
My Other Half is also looking forward to seeing the movie (and satisfying his Jake Gyllenhaall fixation), but nervous that the depiction of rural Western poverty may cut too close to his own origins. Its hard to see that kind of poverty, when you’ve lived it, and fought for 19 years to get far away from it. And believe me, he has had more than his fair share of dusty homesteads and livestock.
Yes, as I was saying to my sister about “Brokeback” tonight, it is an intensely real and upsetting look at American poverty.