Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Ha ha. "Bareback Mountain." Ha.

A moment of seriousness please.

Last night we attended the New York premiere of "Brokeback Mountain." It was a star studded affair - we were in the popcorn line behind Julianne Moore and Sigourney Weaver, we watched Heath Ledger and Michelle Williams' boobs get up close and personal, and we witnessed Chazz Palmentieri cut the food line at the buffet. The event was as gay-studded as anything we've ever been to, and we've been to the Barney’s Warehouse sale. Andy Towle, MTV's John Norris, and representatives from GLAAD and the Point Foundation all made appearances.

But most importantly, the movie was good. Punch-you-in-the-stomach good. We still feel sort of beat up about it. While we wouldn't characterize it as a "gay" movie, it really underlines the fact that there are no good movies with male-male love stories. The way it leaves you feeling at the end makes you realize that you've been missing out on something when you’ve seen every other great romance drama – your whole life, you haven’t been feeling what straight audiences have been feeling.

And that sucks.

The movie isn't perfect, but Ang Lee has some moments exactly right. We think you will really like it. And yes, the sex scenes are hot. No, they're not too short. Yes, you see Heath and Jake's asses. And yes, you will cry.

(And yes, that is our roommate with Anne Hathaway, who we love in the movie and in life)

2 comments:

Tristan said...

I recognize the masked cowboy !

LL said...

OMG my brown friend is so famous!!!