Back in
June, I complained about the "gay movie ghetto." In that post, I offered up my wish for certain kinds of gay movies:
I want a different kind of gay movie. I want a movie where a hero
happens to be gay, but whose heroism is defined by something other than
his (or her) sexual orientation. I want a movie about Wyoming Smith,
who faces the same kind of perilous traps and adrenaline-inducing fights
and escapes that Indiana Jones faced, but rather than drawing beautiful
woman closer in triumph, runs a hand along the well-muscled arm of his
local guide and companion, says, "I couldn't have made it through
without you," and gives him a passionate kiss. I want a comedy where
zany things happen to Tim at the office, and he comes home to tell his
husband Bruce about it.
Today,
Ana Mardoll offered similar thoughts regarding Young Adult fiction:
It makes me wish that there was more out there to be had and read. Books
where QUILTBAG people are just plain people, doing people-y things, and
existing in the genres that I read and loved as a kid. Sort of a We're here, we're queer, we're going to drop that fucking ring into Mount Doom and knock off for elvish pastries. I want that. My niece, and other girls like her, deserve that.
Well said, Ana!
