Monday, October 24, 2005

I saw Kinky Boots last night at the cinema - a "feel-good" Brit flick, along the same lines as The Full Monty, Calendar Girls and Billy Elliot. I normally avoid these movies, but this was the only thing on at the cinema when I arrived. Let's count the cliches - a tightly-knit northern community of cosy "real people", someone who overcomes their prejudices, show-stopping musical numbers, a happy ending, a chance meeting, flashbacks to defining moments in people's childhoods, hard-faced power-bitch who gets her comeuppance, triumph in the face of insurmountable odds, cod folk-wisdom, based on a "true story", kitsch sound-track aimed at immediate cd release. It whiled away a couple of hours, and I guess any film aimed at "normals" which gets them to not hate cross-dressers is good. Isn't it? When I got home I watched the last 15 minutes of Black Narcisuss (about repressed nuns who try to kill each other) and felt cleansed...

3 comments:

matty said...

I think when it comes to nuns in movies -- I am most "at home" watching Vannessa Redgrave and all those batty wives of Christ in Ken Russell's THE DEVILS.

...does KINKY BOOTS have to do with that old song?

Groc said...

why is it always drag queens that teach small narrow stifling communities about tolerance? This is about the third such film. I mean -as far as I know, all drag queens ever do in real life is have rubbish pub acts where they spend most of their time swearing at and insulting everyone - or else stagger along in gay pride marches, and that's about it.

Tom said...

Aw. Come on... It was pretty good! I mean it was obviously enormously formulaic, but the formula pretty much worked and I didn't have any trouble with it at all. And I'm a well known psychotic gay ultra-activist or something (according to some nastier weblogs out there). I mean, obviously I'd rather be seeing dirty films about nuns - who wouldn't - but sometimes with your tea you need something a little lighter!