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Paris is Burning
Paris Is Burning is a 1990 documentary (directeor Jennie Livingston) filmed in the mid-to-late 1980s, chronicling the ball culture of New York City and the poor, African American and Latino gay and transgendered community involved in it. Many consider Paris Is Burning to be an invaluable documentary of the end of the "Golden Age" of New York City drag balls and exploration of queer culture
Exactly two years ago I drank a lot of coconut rum and ended up lying on the floor of my apartment at 2 AM, watching Paris Is Burning on Netflix. (I threw up all the next day.) Last year I did it again, albeit drinking much less, and now tonight it's the third January 17 in a row I've observed this tradition. I hope I watch it again a year from now, too, because if any movie should be an annual experience it's Paris Is Burning, the documentary I hold most dear.
I was re-watching this when I got the news that the Supreme Court legalized same-sex marriage in all 50 states and I cried for about an hour. Watching this didn't help.
I just can't help but think about all the queer kids that are going to be born today and in the future in the US who will never live in a world where their love is illegal and we as a community still have so much work to do but it's so nice to have this victory and I'm so emotional and so gay.
The movie is still great, by the way.
(It's my sister's birthday today, when I see her I'll probably be more excited about marriage equality. Sorry, sis.)
Obviously I've never felt like I was all here; like I was detached from my own experience. Everything always felt like it was probably more visceral to everyone else than it was to me. For the longest time I would have to force myself to care about anything. I knew I was supposed to feel something about relationships, feelings, being hurt or loved, so I faked it. Conjured up the responses I saw other people do. Performed them, if you will. My mind kind of sat outside my body. I still feel this today, though I'm finally lowering down to earth a little more each day.
After this film ended I happened to click back to my Facebook where I…
As a trans-woman twirls around on a sandy beach, the wind seemingly on the verge of whisking her away, she sings "I am my oooown creation!" I couldn't help but smile as my heart swelled.
It is a damn shame that Jennie Livingston hasn't continued directing films. Paris is Burning is an incredible documentary which has served as a guide of sorts to drag queens for the past 24 years. You can not watch RuPaul's Drag Race without hearing the words: shade, reading, fierce or xtravaganza at least a dozen times...each episode. Drag mothers and houses are still very much a common practice, providing families and support to those who have been cast out of their homes for being gay.…
Paris is Burning, Jeannie Livingston’s poignant and illuminating documentary, focuses on the underground Harlem drag-ball scene of the late 1980s before it was repackaged for the mainstream. I love documentaries like this, those that explore a unique subculture specific to a particular time and place. Whilst I knew Madonna borrowed ‘voguing’ from the New York drag scene I knew very little about this niche gathering.
Livingston’s film evocatively chronicles the period as the LGBT community meet at flamboyant balls to compete in competitions and runway face-offs. Following a handful of participants, the documentary explores the rules and lingo of the subculture as we learn about the importance of the balls in the lives of those that take part. From the…
One of the things that is lost when even productions "with their hearts in the right place" cast cisgender actors as trans characters is the notion, the very idea that trans people can be beautiful. By casting even an attractive, not altogether masculine actor like Andrew Garfield as a transwoman, even the sympathetic, ostensibly progressive voices out there reinforce that there is something "different" about trans people, and things like Arcade Fire's "We Exist" video or DALLAS BUYERS CLUB ultimately do not deserve credit for moving the discussion forward when it moves from "Ew, what freaks!" to, "Hey, it doesn't matter if they're freaks."
One of the things that PARIS IS BURNING makes abundantly clear is that all those queer…
“To be able to blend, that’s what realness is.”
Twenty some odd years before RuPaul gave us Drag Race, we had Paris is Burning. An unflinching, fascinating, and important look at the NY drag scene. It’s a wonderful documentary that should be required watching, most especially if you are a fan of drag culture. Watch it and learn how many different kinds of drag they had and how it was a community that embraced transgendered individuals. They were one community, like we should all be now. Really great film.
Jennie Livingston's "Paris is Burning" is about outsiders creating their own world and surviving in it. I cannot ever recall seeing a documentary like this before. The subjects are totally enthralling.
A timeless documentary that feels like so much more than an insider's look into queer culture- it's an initiation.
I turned Netflix on to watch season two of BoJack Horseman, but stumbled upon this and decided to watch it because looked interesting. It was the best decision I've made all summer.
So incredibly existential and yet groovy. Heartbreaking and exhilarating.
As good a document of life on the fringes as the Maysles' Grey Gardens. It's astonishing to watch this and recognise how much of the utterly unique ball culture of NYC's dilapidated heyday has been diluted and assimilated into the modern mainstream (no shade!), without properly attributing its now-defunct origins. Jennie Livingstone's film is a glittering, vivacious queer monument—liberating until it reels you back into the sad reality. A bittersweet disco ballad for the end of an era.
I have wanted to watch this documentary for so long and it did not disappoint. I loved every second of it and I could watch that 100 more times.
(July 2015 watchlist: 13. A film directed by a woman)
A very entertaining and at times hilarious look into the ultra sassy world of the gay ball culture. The insight into the very specific subculture is fantastic, with some fantastic dancing and very flamboyant drag queens; mixed with the more melancholic and at times downright depressing reality of how these young men live their ives outside of the balls that they attend, oftentimes being completely ostracised from their families and communities, leading them to form their own family circles ('houses'). Definitely one of my favourite documentaries.
this was so GOOD holy shit...very touching and i love it.
***EDIT (March 30, 2014)***
Wow! I never would have expected that I'd get anywhere close to 100 likes on this…
Films Directed or Co-Directed by Women