The BB Word Count, with Added Cruising
I actually got some new words written today:
This was amazing, not just because it was a busy, errand filled day--I managed to get new shoes and shorts for me, a new swimsuit for Ros, and chickenwire that will, we hope, keep the morning glory seedlings we're about to plant from getting eaten by the local wildlife--but also because the Sweetie and I got babysitting tonight so we could go to a private film club we belong to that screens all sorts of culturally suspect films. The current month's offering was Cruising
Yes, that Cruising. The one with Al Pacino playing a cop undercover in the gay leather bar scene. It was an awesome, fascinating film, though far from perfect. The murder plot is screwy, and the slasher in me wishes we actually got to see Al go for it with another guy. But the club scenes are astounding. And filmed, for my money, mostly without judgment. (Any judgment up there, you bring to the film yourself.) I'm still amazed they got a pretty explicit fisting scene in there.
At some point, I'm going to do my own cut of the film. One which eliminates the murder plot entirely and is just Al exploring the leather bar scene and then going to diners with his Gay Best Friend next door.
And for the record, the Sweetie thought it was as awesome as I did. And that's why he's my Sweetie.
This was amazing, not just because it was a busy, errand filled day--I managed to get new shoes and shorts for me, a new swimsuit for Ros, and chickenwire that will, we hope, keep the morning glory seedlings we're about to plant from getting eaten by the local wildlife--but also because the Sweetie and I got babysitting tonight so we could go to a private film club we belong to that screens all sorts of culturally suspect films. The current month's offering was Cruising
Yes, that Cruising. The one with Al Pacino playing a cop undercover in the gay leather bar scene. It was an awesome, fascinating film, though far from perfect. The murder plot is screwy, and the slasher in me wishes we actually got to see Al go for it with another guy. But the club scenes are astounding. And filmed, for my money, mostly without judgment. (Any judgment up there, you bring to the film yourself.) I'm still amazed they got a pretty explicit fisting scene in there.
At some point, I'm going to do my own cut of the film. One which eliminates the murder plot entirely and is just Al exploring the leather bar scene and then going to diners with his Gay Best Friend next door.
And for the record, the Sweetie thought it was as awesome as I did. And that's why he's my Sweetie.