Posted on June 17, 2006 in Film Sexuality
Floating below a flaming wing of rogallo today. Lynn was in a fiery mood because the DVD player heated up and refused to play her latest selection from netflix. I kept going out to our box to find that my selection — Little Voice — had not arrived at all, damning me to a lesbian film piece called Chutney Popcorn.
While I like lesbians as people, I don’t get most lesbian cinema. Perhaps my taste polyps been abraded away by centuries of male domination of the media. Or maybe some of the filmmakers just aren’t any good. I’m not threatened by these films. I’m just bored. And on a hot summer night, it doesn’t make for restful viewing.
I know that there must be good lesbian filmmaking because there are good women directors (some of whom may well be lesbians — I can’t even tell you how many wives Steven Spielberg has had.) Your recommendations?
Clublez may be a lead, but this tends to follow the lead of a male erotica connoisseur, read Lecher.