A documentary set in rural Pa. shows both sides of homophobia.
Historically it was the gays people thought needed reforming, not the homoskeptic straights. But the tables have turned. In George Romero’s Day of the Dead, a scientist busies himself training one zombie to talk, to not chow on humans, to work machines—to, in essence, not be true to its nature. It’s clear Romero is being pessimistic: Does the scientist believe the cure is to painstakingly and slowly train each zombie one by one? How many eons will that take? Yet that’s what Wilson and Hamer are advocating. Obviously, they’re not pessimists.
Efforts are under way to overturn Don't Ask, Don't Tell.
A peek inside gay bars and clubs reveals that racial integration isn’t the norm.
With its shoddy digital video photography, poor production values and borderline incompetent editing, I feel churlish beating up on Preacher’s Sons. Too bad good intentions don’t always translate into good movies.
At just 43, Sanders has been one of the city’s most innovative and popular choreographers for more than two decades.
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