Last weekend I found a car space across the road from the cinema. Such simple joys, I know.
I walked up the stairs to the ‘4pm it’s okay not to have a date session’ to be met with a wall of gay men.
Was it Mardi Gras Film Festival? Didn’t think so. Was it a gay flick with a hairy handsome guy? You bet.
I wove my way to the counter, bought a ticket and lined up behind every age category of men, women and preference. It was a movie for all, it seemed.
Some guys behind me were talking about Grindr and Gaydar and I smiled to myself as I strained to hear what they got up to. I pushed my glasses up onto my nose and curled up on my seat as the room darkened.
Like I’m sure everyone was doing, I sat on the velour seat finding pieces of me in the film. I could see the hesitation when Glen walked off, I could feel the awkwardness when Russell overheard him talking to his mate about a sexual encounter. I could relate to the tears of saying goodbye to someone you’ve only just met.
Post-movie, I’ve asked a few people who saw it to comment.
“Yeah, it was good,” was one comment. Another was concerned with stereotypical characters unable to commit and love.
Now, I know I can take some things on a journey *cough*, but I was hoping for more than that as a response.
I even loved the way we see Glen walking on the path below Russell’s apartment. First time, he doesn’t look back, second time, he hesitates and third time he turns around and looks up.
Anyway, I’d like to know what you think. If you’ve seen it or if you have an experience that related to the just-met-but-leaving scenario I’d love to hear your story. Please share it online here.
By the way, I’ve also created a Facebook page for this column, I hope to fill in some of the mini men stories that don’t make it to the words for the week. I’m hoping to hear your stories too. Stop by if you want to ‘like’ me.