Showing posts with label Palm Springs International Film Festival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Palm Springs International Film Festival. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

THE MOVIES: 'Eating Out' serves up two new courses


The cast of "Eating Out" on location at the Triangle Inn in Palm Springs, Ca.
 (photographer Michael Green)
 The other night I walked into the middle of what I imagine to be many gay men's fantasy.

I'm standing poolside as the sun is going down and a group of young men and a girl stands chatting at the other end. They look to be in their 20s.

Then the tall, tan, beautiful brunette boy in the black Speedo trips and stumbles into the waifish blond boy wearing a T-shirt and shorts. He smiles, pretending to be drunk. I know where a smile like that leads.

On the other side of the pool two guys in tiny swimsuits stand mere inches apart as they caress one another and look into each other's eyes. The photographer recording the encounter must've snapped the money shot, because the boys part and head for the warmth of a hotel room.

A woman approaches the first group from a nearby room and drapes a towel over the brunette's shoulders.

The spell is broken as the scene rehearsal and the photo shoot end. The cast of the fifth "Eating Out" film takes a break while the crew sets up for a night shoot at the Triangle Inn in Palm Springs, Ca.

Monday, January 17, 2011

HISTORY: The ball goes on for unlikely activists


A participant in a Gay Mardi Gras ball takes the stage in an elaborate
costume. The men often make their own showstopping ensembles,
using a backpack as the foundation to balance and carry their large
Vegas-style headpieces.



Before Stonewall erupted in 1969, bringing national attention to anti-gay discrimination and police harassment in New York, there were groups of young men in New Orleans primping, parading and performing their way into history as civil rights activists.


These men used the art of drag and Mardi Gras to form clubs – also known as krewes – which allowed them and other gay men to be themselves and bond as a community. In 1962 Petronius was the first gay krewe to apply for and be granted a charter, like other clubs in the city.

Each year the krewes hosted Gay Mardi Gras balls, elaborate send-ups of high society’s Carnival celebration. The balls became a popular tradition in the city’s French Quarter, despite the law against cross-dressing.

The only time drag was legally allowed in New Orleans in the 1950s and '60s was during Mardi Gras. Even then, a costume had to have at least one item of men’s clothing and it couldn’t be worn after dark. It was not uncommon for balls to be the target of police raids, but the men were persistent.

In his first feature-length documentary, “The Sons of Tennessee Williams” (www.exposureroom.com/sonsofTWtrailer), filmmaker Tim Wolff reveals how the balls evolved from being “criminal activity” to being a cultural phenomenon that attracts gay and straight people. The film, which had two sold-out screenings this month at the Palm Springs International Film Festival (http://www.psfilmfest.org/), also takes viewers on an inspiring, humorous journey through New Orleans' gay history.