on my walk home from the train after seeing this, i saw a little girl stop dead in her tracks to pick a tiny pink flower that was growing in between sidewalks and i immediately started crying :’)
this was the first of these films i’ve seen opening night in like 5+ years and the only moments that stirred any genuinely excitement/reaction/emotion from the audience in our sold out theater was the literal marvel logo that opens the film and the few blatantly random/inconsequential cameos towards the end (all of which have either already been spotted in the trailers or reported on in the press long before the movie’s release)… and to know this was “directed” by the…
Gay people often live in a never-ending fantasy. We didn’t have the luxury of imagining our futures honestly, either because we wouldn’t allow ourselves to do so or because we simply didn’t know that future could be a possibility. I’m attracted to men? And I can get married to a man? We could have a family together? Relationships don’t need to be monogamous? Just as long as we're honest? Honesty is a choice anyone can choose at any time?
I imagine “childhood” is one of the more difficult worlds to replicate on film due to the fact that one’s early years + experiences seem so specific to that individual while they’re living them. Those memories are then solidified as they grow older and continuously reflect on their pasts. Sean Baker again focuses on undervalued people (in this case the “hidden homeless” children of orlando) and, maybe more than he ever has before, celebrates every little moment these kids can…