Paris Is Burning

After binge watching 8 seasons of RuPaul's DR this movie made me understand things better. Also made me realise how gay americans perceived and developed their community, while that wasn't happening in Italy for example, and now I can see how and why differents we are (sadly for us). At the end of the day this movie should remind us what we've been through not long time ago. And I can see, back at the time, even among other gays, this movie could have been received vary bad or in a despicable way, like there is just one right way to be gay and show to straight people that if we pretend to be like them we maybe worth a bit; This movie is a big fat fuck to these bullshits and a good way to remember or learn it again.

What else is there to say that hasn't been said? A snapshot of a time all too short but that still reverberates and lives on to this day. It's a beautiful display of pride, yes, but also of longing, of loss, of determination, and of survival. It's people making their way in a world that shut them out, and so they had to make their own. And being remembered by even a few in that world... it's enough. I wish it went on for hours, just listening to these men and women talk and share. It's history. Our history. But it's alive and vibrant by presenting these people not as sterilized paragons but as full people, warts and all, their highs and lows. It's required viewing for anyone and everyone. "I'm a quiet person. And, you know, if you believe that, I own that island right over there too".