If All Cheerleaders Die and Joe + Belle seemed too over the top and subtlety is what you go for, we may have just the thing. Mosquita y Mari (2012) is a gem of an independent film that slipped through many people’s fingers.
It tells a coming of age story of two Chicana girls in Southeast LA who meet each other with completely different attitudes about school and life. Yolanda is a straight A student with hopes of achieving the American Dream and Mari is just trying to get through each day and support her family. Through Yolanda’s offer of homework help, they forge not only a friendship, but an idyllic world of self-expression that collides against the pressures of their home life.
It’s tender, it’s poignant, and it captures a struggle between environment and individuality in a way that many blockbuster (and indie films, to be honest) don’t manage to capture–that is the exploration of individuality and sexuality among young people in diaspora communities.
C.R.A.Z.Y. (2005) follows the life of Zac, the second youngest son in a middle-class Quebecois family, as he struggles with his sexuality, rampant homophobia present in the 60’s and 70’s, and his conflicting desire to please his conservative father while expressing his individuality. Full of little quips, a killer soundtrack (all period music), and unique cinematography, C.R.A.Z.Y. is a family drama combined with a coming of age tale that you really don’t want to miss.
Today’s post isn’t a review, but just a extended squeal of excitement over Pride, an upcoming film about two oppressed communities coming together.
From the production company:
It’s Summer 1984, Margaret Thatcher is in power, and the National Union of Mineworkers are on strike! At the Gay Pride March in London, a group of gay and lesbian activists decides to raise money to support the families of the striking miners. But the only problem is the Union seems too embarrassed to receive their support.
Not discouraged, the activists ignore the Union and go direct to the miners. They identify a small mining villiage in Wales to make their donations to the community in person. This journey begins a surprising partnership between two seemingly alien comunties as they fight for the same cause.
Dry humor? Check. Historical fiction? Check. Going to make you cry? Probably. Can’t wait.
Most romantic comedies follow the same formulaic plot. Girl meets boy. For some reason they fall for each other. They suffer from poor communication. Things fall apart. Boy and girl fix their problems. There’s a happy ending.
Most queer rom coms follow that formula too, but they mix it up in terms of gender and what actually causes the Big Dramatic Problem that drives our little romantic heroes apart.
Joe + Belle (2011) is a little different. Here’s a basic idea of how it goes:
Girl #1 breaks into girl #2’s apartment. Girl #2 doesn’t have time for this. Girls accidentally shoot a man (twice). Now bonded for life due to a shared manslaughter, they decide to dump the body in a river and go on the run. And you know, fall in love in the process.
If you like any combination of foreign films, dark humor (and by this we mean real dark), and mismatched romance, this is the film for you.
Here at PRISM we love how hard you all work in school. We also know how much fun it can be to slack off. All week we’ll be posting trailers (and occasionally reviews!) of some cool movies (with queer characters in them, of course) for you to avoid doing homework with.
First up is the least academic, least thought-provoking, most pointless but HIGHLY entertaining film of the lot. All Cheerleaders Die (2013) has everything anyone (well, some people) could ever want from a gory horror comedy:
a lesbian witch with necromancy powers
misogynists who get what’s coming to them
zombie man-eating cheerleaders
a motorcycle chase
(who is also a zombie)
This film is weird. This film requires incredible suspension of disbelief and a dark sense of humor. But, holy fish sticks, it is a campy, gory, awesome trip from start to finish. Go into it with this mindset and you will in no way be disappointed.
PRISM stands for “People for the Rights of Individuals of Sexual Minorities.” We are also people for the rights of individuals of gender minorities, but it ruins our acronym. (An alternative we’ve suggested is the Organization for the Rights of Gender And Sexual Minorities, or ORGASM, but somehow we’ve not yet committed to it.
We meet every Monday at 9 pm in Monroe 240. Unless our meeting needs more space than usual, in which case we might kick it up a floor. But we’ll always leave a note in Monroe 240, usually on the whiteboard, so check there first.