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29 May 10 Sex and the City 2: Movie Review

For my birthday last night, my friends and I went to go see Sex and the City 2. First and foremost, let’s get something clear:

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The most horrifying concept that I got out of this movie was that these women are considered to be liberated. These women are not liberated–they are enslaved. I thought that a massive #firstworldproblem hashtag should be added at the end of the movie, right before the credits. The problems these women face are problems involving excessive wealth, attention-seeking emotional issues, lack of parenting education, and complete disregard and lack of sensitivity to others., not to mention alcoholism. Power corrupts, and absolute powers corrupts absolutely–and somehow, we idolize these people who are at the top of the food chain, and jetset to restrictive theocracies like Abu Dhabi and call it a grand vacation. It’s disgusting!

In the movie, Carrie et aliae face the big questions that come after the entire marriage debacle from the last movie. Carrie is having trouble getting accustomed to married life: she wants more ’sparkle’, which equates to spending money frivolously and excessively (what else is new?). Here’s the thing–people age, people die, people grow weary. If fulfillment to her means throwing random $100 bills around, then someone needs to educate her on the rewards of community service or charitable donations of time and money. When she meets up with an old flame in Abu Dhabi, she of course makes the wrong decision, without having to pay any consequence whatsoever.

The other characters follow in suite, each with a vapid series of problems that only the rich can truly relate to: Charlotte, after having desired children for years, somehow can’t seem to actually figure out parenting. When her kid ruins a pair of vintage clothing, she nearly abuses her child–and then sobs and weeps for her own failure as a mother. Who wears stuff like that around the house? You’d think that after the first day with a baby she’d have learned not to be too dressy.

sexandthecity2Miranda faces her ‘chauvinist pig’ boss at the law firm. When she up and quits, she faces the generic problems of not having a job–but it must be nice to still be able to afford a nanny, a trip to Abu Dhabi, cocktails and expensive breakfast. True poverty would defeat her. The one storyline from the series I liked was when Samantha got cancer and had to actually face a real problem that many women go to. Sadly, in the movie, Samantha is reduced to a culturally insensitive, menopausal masturbation sleeve.

A friend described this movie as ‘fluff’, and I would agree completely. The lack of any actual drama made this movie a major bummer for me–I’m hoping that eventually this show will either just fade away, or even improve to the point of real storytelling and drama. Otherwise, this essentially becomes snarky fashion porn for women and gays. The message, while silent, is consume consume consume–unsustainable, insidious, and an utterly depressing flag that women today rally around. They used to rally around bonfires of their burning bras.

Here’s the most hopeful question this movie poses: What will they make a movie on next? There aren’t many more topics. Although, it’d be fun to see each of the four women die some truly tragic (though fitting) ending:

Samantha: Implodes in a massive detonation of cancer and sexually transmitted diseases.

Charlotte: Eaten alive by wild boars in the middle of a fancy restaurant, with a live classical band playing.

Miranda: Lobotomized and left to sit in an institution, eventually passing away, drooling.

Carrie: Kills Mr. Big and herself in a fit of jealous rage over not being able to buy shoes or something frivolous.

Grade: F

Final note: Not only is this movie dangerous to women’s own conceptions of themselves as being beautiful if and only if they have the latest in fashion and shoes, it was particularly damaging to gay subculture as well. The gay wedding at the beginning of the movie, both orgiastic and stereotypical, had me cowering in my seat the entire time. Do people actually watch this and try to emulate it, in behavior and speech? If this is what the world would be like in reality, I’d have shot myself long ago.

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12 May 10 Repost: ‘The Best Thing I’ve Read All Year’

I recently read this as a repost on another blog–and had to share it. An excellent letter from a proud, loving mother.

By SHARON UNDERWOOD
For the Valley News (White River Junction, VT)

Many letters have been sent to the Valley News concerning the homosexual menace in Vermont. I am the mother of a gay son and I’ve taken enough from you good people.

I’m tired of your foolish rhetoric about the “homosexual agenda” and your allegations that accepting homosexuality is the same thing as advocating sex with children. You are cruel and ignorant. You have been robbing me of the joys of motherhood ever since my children were tiny.

My firstborn son started suffering at the hands of the moral little thugs from your moral, upright families from the time he was in the first grade. He was physically and verbally abused from first grade straight through high school because he was perceived to be gay.

He never professed to be gay or had any association with anything gay, but he had the misfortune not to walk or have gestures like the other boys. He was called “fag” incessantly, starting when he was 6.

In high school, while your children were doing what kids that age should be doing, mine labored over a suicide note, drafting and redrafting it to be sure his family knew how much he loved them. My sobbing 17-year-old tore the heart out of me as he choked out that he just couldn’t bear to continue living any longer, that he didn’t want to be gay and that he couldn’t face a life without dignity.

You have the audacity to talk about protecting families and children from the homosexual menace, while you yourselves tear apart families and drive children to despair. I don’t know why my son is gay, but I do know that God didn’t put him, and millions like him, on this Earth to give you someone to abuse. God gave you brains so that you could think, and it’s about time you started doing that.

At the core of all your misguided beliefs is the belief that this could never happen to you, that there is some kind of subculture out there that people have chosen to join. The fact is that if it can happen to my family, it can happen to yours, and you won’t get to choose. Whether it is genetic or whether something occurs during a critical time of fetal development, I don’t know. I can only tell you with an absolute certainty that it is inborn.

If you want to tout your own morality, you’d best come up with something more substantive than your heterosexuality. You did nothing to earn it; it was given to you. If you disagree, I would be interested in hearing your story, because my own heterosexuality was a blessing I received with no effort whatsoever on my part. It is so woven into the very soul of me that nothing could ever change it. For those of you who reduce sexual orientation to a simple choice, a character issue, a bad habit or something that can be changed by a 10-step program, I’m puzzled. Are you saying that your own sexual orientation is nothing more than something you have chosen, that you could change it at will? If that’s not the case, then why would you suggest that someone else can?

A popular theme in your letters is that Vermont has been infiltrated by outsiders. Both sides of my family have lived in Vermont for generations. I am heart and soul a Vermonter, so I’ll thank you to stop saying that you are speaking for “true Vermonters.”

You invoke the memory of the brave people who have fought on the battlefield for this great country, saying that they didn’t give their lives so that the “homosexual agenda” could tear down the principles they died defending. My 83-year-old father fought in some of the most horrific battles of World War II, was wounded and awarded the Purple Heart.

He shakes his head in sadness at the life his grandson has had to live. He says he fought alongside homosexuals in those battles, that they did their part and bothered no one. One of his best friends in the service was gay, and he never knew it until the end, and when he did find out, it mattered not at all. That wasn’t the measure of the man.

You religious folk just can’t bear the thought that as my son emerges from the hell that was his childhood he might like to find a lifelong companion and have a measure of happiness. It offends your sensibilities that he should request the right to visit that companion in the hospital, to make medical decisions for him or to benefit from tax laws governing inheritance.

How dare he? you say. These outrageous requests would threaten the very existence of your family, would undermine the sanctity of marriage.

You use religion to abdicate your responsibility to be thinking human beings. There are vast numbers of religious people who find your attitudes repugnant. God is not for the privileged majority, and God knows my son has committed no sin.

The deep-thinking author of a letter to the April 12 Valley News who lectures about homosexual sin and tells us about “those of us who have been blessed with the benefits of a religious upbringing” asks: “What ever happened to the idea of striving . . . to be better human beings than we are?”

Indeed, sir, what ever happened to that?

Sharon Underwood’s e-mail is: sundervt@hotmail.com. I had the chance to speak with her yesterday. Her son is doing fine now, the first in his family to graduate from college.

If you have friends who think Jesus would have been a Republican — on the side of billionaire Pat Robertson, et al, in opposing Hate Crimes Legislation, opposing the Nuclear Nonproliferation Treaty, and, yes, opposing Vermont’s extension of economic benefits to same-sex couples — please feel free to forward this column to as many of them as you like. Can’t you just see it? Jesus arm-in-arm with the NRA trying to maintain the gun-show loophole? Stumping the Holy Land in favor of a massive tax cut for the rich, while opposing a hike in the minimum wage? Somehow, I think not.

Tomorrow: Back to Business. (Probably.)

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27 Jul 09 Srsly?

Someone put this on the back of my green “gay? fine by me” shirt yesterday. I think it happened at the Roseville Target, and I only noticed it today.

From some fabulous fucktard

From some fabulous fucktard

Serious insult…putting a message on my back? This would’ve neccessitated a serious comeback in fourth grade, like pouring rubber cement in your desk or faking your handwriting in a note to the teacher professing your love for your uncle, who touches you in special places. Instead you get skewered on my blog.

Really? Are you serious, person who did this? Did you really take the time out of your day to write out “Eat Me Too!” on a piece of Scotch tape to put on my back? Did you giggle inanely as you were writing this out? I hope it didn’t make you late to go see “G-Force” at your local theater. Did you and your psychology-major friends get a HUGE laugh out of this? Are you serious?

The ‘E’ characters looks fucked up. In fact, it almost looks like you were about to write another word that starts with F. Really? Were you thinking this very funny fuck/gay joke would be laughed at by everyone yesterday, whilst I shopped at Target innocently? No one laughed then, but I can promise you there will be chuckling when your vapid grandchildren watch you shit your deathbed.

I think that if I could have any power in the world, it would be to accurately reflect my disgust and embarassment at these other members of the human race back to them. The vast switch from pretended superiority and hilarity to utter shame seems apropos. Cheers!

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28 Jun 09 Movie Review: Outrage

Do Ask. Do Tell.

Do Ask. Do Tell.

The documentary: originally a tool of true exposition, often the crudest and most raw examples of cinema, these films have now become highly-stylized, money-making Hollywood machines that cater to young, upscale urbanites. While the Hollywood filmmaking experts have definitely lent some credibility to the documentaries of our time, to a great degree they lose a lot of the passion and energy that earlier documentaries had.

Now typically an audience member will know ahead of time the angle that a filmmaker is taking going into the movie, and its conclusion, being able to be convinced almost before the documentary begins of its thesis and concepts. Outrage, while definitely having a slant, didn’t convince me. It was well-made and put together very well, an excellent documentary with a specific style, but its content has me disconcerted, rather than outraged.

Two serious problems at least:

  1. It’s sacrosanct to out someone without their consent. The reasons for coming out or not coming out are intensely personal. Who has the moral rectitude to out someone like the journalists depicted in the documentary do? I equate their work in outing politicians to Perez Hilton circling Lance Bass on his website and adding a caption that says “bottom”.
  2. We have issues with the conservative, religious right legislating morality. But to a great degree, aren’t we doing the same? Aren’t these journalists saying that if you engage in homosexual sex acts, then you must support things like gay pride, gay marriage, and gay adoption? Having gay sex and disagreeing with the body politic of the GLBT community isn’t mutually exclusive (Log Cabin Republicans, anyone?). We’re still telling people how to live their lives, something I think we should all be more uncomfortable of doing.

I feel like the movie doesn’t really answer these questions, but only provides excuses: these are politicians whose choices harm people they vote against, these are politicians steeped in hypocrisy (sleep with boys at night/vote against them in the morning), these are politicians who are taking advantage of a priveleged level of privacy, etc etc. These are all non-answers–and there is no real answer or justification that stands up to reasoned, intellectual discussion. It’s a gray area that documentaries these days are designed to sidestep–provide the audience a quick answer and move on.

The only saving grace of the movie is that when some of these politicians are outed, they become ardent gay rights activists. But if this is the case, maybe the problem isn’t political, but rather societal: our politicians must act straight to get votes, must vote anti-gay to stay in office, and must have fake marriages and cover up their own sexual lives to succeed on the political stage. We endorse this through our votes, essentially–and when a scandal breaks it’s front-page news on CNN. I think that there needs to be some serious retooling of America’s Victorian, 700 Club-sensibilities; if this is the case, is outing politicians forcibly, whatever the result, really an action in pursuit of this goal?

Grade: B-

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06 Jun 09 Betty Bowers Explains Traditional Marriage, Bible-Style

I love you, Deven Green.

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19 Apr 09 Unfortunate Additions to the List of Shame

I date a lot–by most standards. I tend to meet a lot of guys, just for drinks or dinner, very casually. I tend to think of it more in terms of socializing and meeting people, more so than particularly looking for a relationship. The vast majority of my dates lead to friendship and hanging out–not relationships–but there are those few that just are terrible dates and earn a place on the List of Shame.


1. The Saboteur

About three weeks ago I met up for a drink with a guy who found me online. He was very handsome, masculine, and smart–and a musician to boot. We talked at length about music and movies, and from even those conversations I could tell that he was very eclectic and cultured. When the date ended, I was near-certain that something good would come of it.

My calls and texts went unanswered for a week; by the time he had responded to me, our second date was kinda besmirched by the fact that he didn’t respond to me at all. Since that second date it’s been about a week and a half since he finally called me. He claimed that he always “sabotaged” these sort of situations, and that he wasn’t ready for pursuing something more.

Really? That explanation sounds flimsy. I can understand being “not ready” but “sabotaging” sounds a bit melodramatic. A simple solution would have been to call and/or text me…even if that was to say that you’re not attracted or interested. At least you wouldn’t have made the list of shame.

2. The After-Date Planner

Another recent date I went on was with someone I’d been flirting with since mid-February. He’s tall, common-sensical and very funny. He’s a great conversationist and very communicative. When we went out to dinner I found out (to my delight) that he’s also an eclectic music fan and very wise about the world. There were some disadvantages on his side–he lives outside the Twin Cities, lives with his parents, and is a smoker–but I thought we hit it off and that things were going really well. There was mutual attraction and it was fun to be with him.

As the date was ending, though, he mentioned that he was going to go to a birthday party in Shakopee, where a bunch of other gay bears were–and that he’d be “whoring it up” and “making out with a bunch of guys”. OK, seriously? This guy just won the Award for Ruining a Night in One Sentence. Oh–and by the way, he’ll be busy for the next 3 weeks. Goodbye!

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03 Apr 09 The Problem of a Good Date

This past week I finally went on a really good date. The connection was immediate and effortless. I had a good time and even went back to his place–rather rare with the way dates have gone for the past few years. Everything was perfect and I really would like to see him again. He was smart, sexy, cultured, we had the same opinions on movies and music, and he was a gamer. Talk about diamond in the rough!

The problem is that I’m not hearing back from him. No responses to my text or the one telephone call I permitted myself. I don’t want to overwhelm him, but did I wait this long to let an opportunity like this slip by me? It seems that all of a sudden my efforts of keeping cool and really becoming comfortable with casual dating has led me nowhere. I still have little control of my own passions and circumstances. Do I become helpless the moment I finally get impressed and attracted to someone? Or am I doing just a really good job of fooling myself the rest of the time?

Experiences like this tend to uncover my own neuroses and insecurities. Was the feeling of excitment and attraction not mutual during the date? Am I not as impressive as this young man? What qualities do I lack, or what character deficincies am I carrying around that are preventing me from really moving forward?

After a long week of invoicing and difficult client work, the weekend is presenting an opportunity for me to take action. What should I do? In the very act of pursuing a relationship I may lose one, by flubbing this excellent chance to be with someone. Or am I even thinking the wrong thing at this stage? Should I just let go and ‘play cool’ and see what comes of it? I’m not exactly a passive or patient guy when it comes to these things.

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08 Mar 09 Fur Flee Weekend – A Recap

This weekend, North Country Bears had their annual escape to the Great White North: Fur Flee Weekend. Never was joyful debauchery so…chilly. :) The bars and hotels were very gracious and accommodating this weekend.

I had a great time. It was nice to meet people and reconnect with old friends. Duluth is a beautiful city, and as we left early this morning, all of us in the car turned and said, “Goodbye Duluth!”

Following is a quick photo recap of the weekend. Enjoy all!

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06 Mar 09 Why isn’t this on Saturday morning cartoons?

Coincidentally the “straight foil’s” name is Christian. Curious. The movie guy’s voice sounds so authoritative.

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