May 17, 2019
What Has Nolan Gould Been Up To Lately?
But it's still getting 4 million viewers in the U.S. Go figure.
Nolan Gould was the only reason for watching, his hunkiness expanding exponentially as the seasons progressed. He didn't capitalize on his physique as deliberately and ostentatiously as, say, Alan Kaiser of Mama's Family( even today, while watching old episodes, you are stunned by how blatant his bulge was). But still, the transformation was startling.
Just having your shirt off doesn't make it a beefcake photo. Looking extremely uncomfortable destroys the hotness.
Flexing in front of the Coliseum in Rome. You're not thinking "How buffed!" You're thinking "So he's been to Rome."
Maybe there will be better beefcake in Nolan's upcoming projects. He has two coming out:
Camp is a web tv series about a Jewish summer camp. There may be hijinks and swimming.
See also: My 10 Favorite Pictures of Nolan Gould;
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May 16, 2019
"Malibu Rescue":: A Beach, No Girl-Craziness. What Else Do You Need to Know?
Meanwhile, the rich townie snobs look down on Valley kids, and resent their intrusion into "our beach."
So it's on, nerds vs. jocks in a battle royale to see who gets to become real Junior Lifeguards.
Wait -- do they really choose lifeguards via team competitions?
There is, indeed, a pleasant lack of heterosexual interest. No boy (that I remember) gawks at any girl, even for an instant. There is no Girl of His Dreams for Tyler to pursue, nor a Girl Next Door Who Supported Him All Along for him to end up with.
However, there are no gay subtexts, either. Tyler appears to have no friends. There is no buddy-bonding, anywhere.
And the beefcake! This is a beach. These are lifeguards. Where are the muscular physiques?
Every guy on the beach, child, teenager, or adult, lifeguard, junior lifeguard, or civilian -- every guy -- wears a t-shirt and shorts. Even in crowd scenes.
Have you ever heard of a beach where no male chests on display? It's like the 1930s, when taking off your shirt in public would get you a citation for public indecency.
The lack of girl craziness is nice, but sometimes you need a little more than that.
My grade: D.
May 15, 2019
"Pose": Let Your Body Move to the Music
Meanwhile, many LGBT people were racial minorities, drag queens or transwomen, sick, poor, eking out a living through sex work and petty theft, rejected by their birth families, rejected even by other LGBT people. They had nothing but each other.
So they lived together in "houses" under the care of a "mother," and when the lights went down, they vogued.
Look around, everywhere you turn is heartache
It's everywhere that you go
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so
Come on, vogue
Real house members act as series consultants and take small roles, so the series has an air of authenticity. The nostalgic 1980s soundtrack helps: "Heartbeat," "In My House," "On the Radio," "I Wanna Dance with Somebody," "It's Raining Men," all of those old songs that we heard constantly at the bars but have since forgotten.
Feuds between houses occupy a substantial part of the plot, but there are also stories about conflicts with the outside world.
2. Angel Evangelista (Indya Moore) begins dating Stan (Evan Peters): white, married, middle-class, employed by the Trump organization (which was sleazy even back in 1987)
The cast consists mosly of transgender actresses, so one doesn't expect a lot of beefcake. But there are a few conventionally masculine physiques:
3. Angel Bismarck Curiel as drug-dealing house member Lil Papi.
4. Johnny Sibilly, Costas, the lover of ball m.c. Pray Tell (Billy Porter), who is dying of AIDS.
5. James Van Der Beek as Matt Bromley, Stan's completely odious boss.
But aren't muscles themselves a type of drag, a costume we wear to hide who we really are?
My grade: A+.
May 12, 2019
Gather the Faces of Men: Homophobia in American Literature Class
When I was a junior in college, I took courses in "The Modern British Novel", "The American Renaissance," and "Modern American Literature," plus German, French, and Spanish Literature. And I forever afterwards restricted my literature consumption to the pre-modern (I should have known from my freshman-year class in Fiction Writing). The professor of the Amer Lit class chose the texts that most jubilantly proclaimed the absence of gay people from the world.
1. John Updike, "A and P." A teenage boy is working in small-town supermarket: “In walks these three girls in nothing but bathing suits.” He goes on to describe their bodies in detail. Why do men never walk in with their shirts off?
2. Alan Dugan, "Tribute to Kafka for Someone Taken." He is at a party, when the police arrive. “I take one last drink,” he writes, “A last puff on a cigarette, a last kiss at a girl. . . .” Why is there never a last kiss at a boy?
3. Carl Sandburg, "Stars, Songs, Faces": "Gather the faces of women" through our lives, and then, as we prepare to die, “Loosen your hands, let go and say goodbye.” Why are men's faces not worth gathering, or letting go?
Not much. Carl Sandburg evokes "the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of youth, half-naked, sweating," but his world is overwhelmingly that of “slender supple girls with shapely legs."
Men are described only in their connection to women: the Shovel-Man, who dreamed of by “a dark-eyed woman in the old country,” or Jack, who “married a tough woman and they had eight children,” or a Polish boy, “out with his best girl” on a Saturday night. Men only and always long for women.
There is a drag queen in "A Bar in Charlotte Amelie," but he is a lonely, pathetic creature, and he never expresses any same-sex interest.
Um...so that means Tothero isn't gay?
Alan Dugan was “the poet of masturbation,” endlessly describing his straight desires and exploits, with no mention of men except for barroom cronies.
His “Night Song for a Boy” is not about a boy, but about his depression over his failure to get enough women.
In old age, Dugan has a homoerotic dream about a dead friend, but in perhaps the most homophobic line in any poem since Catullus, he is horrified at the thought that his dream self might be “an impotent homosexual necrophiliac,” and longs for the “right” sort of dreams, dreams about women, again.
Every selection on the syllabus of that long-ago class came from an author who obsessed over heterosexual passion and erased nearly every trace of same-sex love from the world. Their descriptions of men are bare and lifeless, as if too trivial to mention amid the endless paragraphs devoted to girls’ legs.
There were gay writers in mid-20th century America to choose from: Truman Capote, John Cheever, Robert Duncan, Thom Gunn, Allen Ginsburg, Amiri Baraka, Tennessee Williams, Gore Vidal. But I never heard of any of them in Modern American Literature class.
See also: Carl Sandburg's Two Gay References
J.R.R. Tolkien, the Heterosexual Who Wrote about Men in Love
I didn't know anything about Tolkien himself, except that he was a scholar of Medieval literature from England. I assumed that he was gay, of course. What straight guy would evoke so many same-sex romances, and omit women, and desire for women, from Middle Earth?
I certainly don't want to see the movie Tolkien (2019), which takes place before he even begins writing the novels and centers heterosexual romance as the great inspiration of his life. What's next, giving Oscar Wilde a great hetero-romance just because he was married to a woman?
So let's skip the details and see if Tolkien has any gay characters or beefcake potential.
2. Anthony Boyle (second photo) as Geoffrey Bache Smith, a childhood chum killed in the War.
3.Tom Glynn-Carney (left) as Christopher Wiseman,who invites Tolkien into his social group, his "fellowship," as it were.
That's about it,unless you want to take a look at the uncredited Bargeman, Drunken Student #2, Rugby Spectator, and Moroccan Waiter.
See also:The Lord of the Rings
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