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So I saw Brokeback today, and it wasn't as bad as I thought. I think this is because 1) I like cowboys and 2) Jake Gyllenhall thankfully died at the end. I also think that since I am not a gay man, I could kind of relax and let it tap into my chick flick guilty pleasure vein, versus if I was a gay man, I undoubtedly would feel unnerved that the movie had blown up so much that every ignoramous would start to believe the relationship as what it means to be a gay man. You know, with overwrought, plucky guitar playing while some repressed homo gazes at a studlier, more manly hunk of meat in his rear view mirror. And of course the wimpy one dies from a gay bashing (at least that's what i think was insinuated) since all gays tend to get murdered. But I did like how it ended unhappily, as I was nervous that they would really ride that whole "Love has no boundries" shit out and have them move to San Fran and buy a little puppy and live happily ever after. What the fuck was up with that poster, anyway? The one with their huge faces and "LOVE HAS NO BOUNDRIES" in the top corner in that cheesy, spaced out font? Anyway, I don't know why I'm bitching about it so much, I really didn't feel like I wasted too much time/money sitting through it.
I also watched Chasing Amy today, to continue my day of fag film. It ended kind of unhappily too, which after watching one unhappy ending sort of bummed me out. I guess cause it always works like that in real life, you know, people die and leave and friends dont stay friends forever. I feel myself veering into emo territory here, so I'll stop there.
I also watched Chasing Amy today, to continue my day of fag film. It ended kind of unhappily too, which after watching one unhappy ending sort of bummed me out. I guess cause it always works like that in real life, you know, people die and leave and friends dont stay friends forever. I feel myself veering into emo territory here, so I'll stop there.