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Dig Out Your University Shirts!

5 Oct

If you’re as devastated as I have been these past few days over the influx of teenage suicides due to homophobic abuse, but are too busy with life or are unsure what you can do to help, here’s something easy:

This October 20th is going to be Spirit Day, and to honor the gay boys who’ve lost their lives all you have to do is show solidarity by wearing purple (The color purple from the rainbow flag). This small action doesn’t require any effort or detract from your schedule. And considering we attend NYU, it should be pretty easy to dig up from the bottom of your drawer that NYU Athletics T-shirt your parents bought you after you got accepted to college but have never worn since.

RIP Tyler Clementi, Asher Brown, Seth Walsh, Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase and Billy Luca

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Everything’s Coming Out Roses

1 Jul

Things sort of just haphazardly came together this week for this post.

But first, a preface: I must embarrassingly admit that for a season or three in the beginning I watched the Bachelor/ette. Since then I’ve stopped, but my mother has (sadly) religiously devoted an hour of her life each week since 2002 to the series, completely invested in every rose ceremony and hot tub make out. Ew. Anyhoo, for those of you who don’t know, since the show’s start there have been fourteen bachelors and six bachelorettes total. That’s a lot of seasons for a show whose name probably would have most NYU kids wrinkle their noses. All of the participants, of course, were heterosexual.

Well, from time to time the show does make headlines, and this past week there was a biggie.  The last bachelor, Jake Pavelka, was accused of being gay, after he and his final rose selection reportedly went six months without any physical affection.  Also, he reportedly was seen getting intimate with a fellow male bachelor contestant at a gay bar in West Hollywood.

Now, granted all these reports and speculations are indeed coming from the always reliable resources that are Star and OK! Magazines, but in the end I really don’t care whether Jake is gay or not.

The bottom line is the Bachelor bubble has been punctured. The way I see it, the Bachelor series has always paraded itself as a fairy tale: everyone’s gorgeous and looking for the truest of love, there’s wooing and wining and dining, deep connections are constantly made, people always rolling “is she the one” or “he’s my prince charming” off their tongues. And don’t forget the roses.

And finally, it’s season finale always vies to be the same: flashing and flaunting the idea of marriage, so romanticized it’s too saccharine for even my sweet tooth.

Well, as we all know fairy tales don’t exist. And sure everything seems jolly good come season finale, but post production? Let’s have a statistical look at the Bachelor’s track record of successful couples: through 14 seasons of the Bachelor, 0 men have ended up with their selection. Yep, 0. (1 guy ended up eventually dating his second choice and is, I believe, still with her). Out of six seasons of the bachelorette, one has actually remained married (Trista Rehn) and the most recent -ette is still engaged to her pick, but should be given some more time to incubate. With a .05% success rate, (success being a committed marriage, or true love as the Bachelor premise promises) all in all, the Bachelor track record sucks.

Now, I won’t even delve into the matter regarding how all of the bachelor/ettes have been white. Where’s the racial diversity? The real world is a melting pot, and not just rich white people are looking for love. And guess what? Queer individuals want love too.

Well, questioning Jake Pavelka’s sexuality bursts the fantasy shield that exists on the bachelor, that everyone competing is completely straight, no ifs, ands, or buts. Could there have been a bisexual one season we didn’t know about? Sure. Or maybe there’s been a closet case under societal pressure? Probably. Wait, is Jake a closet case under societal pressure?

Now I’m not proposing a gay season of the bachelor. I can reasonably say that that will probably NEVER happen. Heck, at this point we couldn’t even flash the romantic marriage card in the season finale, and that’s just for legal reasons. (Will you accept this rose to be my domestic partner? Does that sound okay?)

But still, we can hope. And that brings me to the video I came across that really inspired this post. Meet Erin. She’s absolutely adorable and quite the sarcastic comic, and she wants a wife. By the end of the interview, I love Erin so much that I desperately want to make this happen.  (Hey romantic lesbian readers, this gal’s single and looking!)

Hopefully, one day people like Erin will get her wish. The Bachelor’s idealistic perspective on love has consistently proven a failure and we all know that queer couples are just as good and committed as any other. But somehow middle/conservative America keeps watching this silly show and keeps voting on our rights the wrong way.

Alas, I still wait for the day of the Gay Bachelor, and until then shall fill my time with reruns of Tila Tequila’s Shot At Love.  1 and 2.

Sassy Gay Friend Goes Biblical!

26 Jun

Oh Eve, the original stupid betch.

The Gayest Ex-Gay Ever

23 Jun

As if things weren’t wrong enough with this video already, I’d like you all to take notice of the shimmering ladies’ scarf draped ever so gracefully around Mr. Adam Hood’s neck.

In this video, Hood, a “straight” man who was once gay, presents his perspective on homosexuality (complete with ALL the hand motions you could ever need). His clip is one of four in a series of videos that present differing approaches to homosexuality, through the website RecycleYourFaith, which every week posts a series of interviews that present numerous perspectives on unresolved subjects in relation to faith.  Enjoy this tragic clip and do your best to keep a straight face!

You can also view the other opinions on the subject here. But clearly this man, as emancipationofjamie always likes to say, is gayer than a handbag full of rainbows!

Crushing Baby Boy’s “Single Lady” Dreams

18 Jun

Apparently, this video was an internet sensation a while back, but I just came across it yesterday.

It’s a perfectly precious clip to make you go aww, and an inspiration to all us boys that just liked Barbie dolls better. Enjoy!

Vote For Your Favorite LGBT Film Of All Time!

16 Jun

So lately I’ve been going crazy on Netflix, wasting away watching movie after movie after movie. Particularly, I’ve been filling my queue up with LGBT themed films and rating them, hoping that Netflix would then keep recommending me more of the same. (I won’t bring up here that recent controversy of the closeted lesbian suing Netflix for releasing her movie preferences, even though I want to). , In the last couple of years we’ve really seen an increase in popularity of mainstream LGBT movies making it big (Think Milk, A Single Man), and while I’ve seen many of them, there’s still plenty more to go.

In any case I’m curious to know which movies my fellow NYU Queers and readers love the most, so I’ve compiled a hefty list for you to vote for your faves! (If your choice ain’t on it, vote OTHER and let us know in a comment what it is!)

Poll after the jump… Continue reading

Promises, Shmomises

11 Jun

With Ramin Setoodeh’s controversial article in mind, last night I decided to check out Sean Haye’s (Just Jack!) performance as the lead role in the Broadway musical Promises, Promises.

And, with all due respect and loving admiration for Hayes, I have to admit that Setoodeh’s article is not totally left field. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m certainly not agreeing with or approving of Setoodeh’s point that it’s often hard for gay men to convincingly play straight. Nor do I particularly find his journalistic approach here (it is Newsweek after all, pretty professional stuff) to be admirable.

What I will say is this:  Promises, Promises does  indeed suffer overall, particularly in the department of a convincing lead romantic relationship, but it is not directly a result of  Sean Hayes’ sexual orientation.

Instead, here’s my analysis:

For starters, Promises, Promises is dated as hell, and there’s no way in today’s day and age for it come off as anything but incredibly campy. And campy = gay, right? There’s a certain bubbly frivolity to the show that practically inhibits machismo. Show me a straight actor who can croon his way through the flowery “I’ll Never Fall In Love Again” without showing a little bit of an effeminate side, and I’ll be damned. In fact here’s Jerry Orbach (Lennie Brisco, Law and Order) doing it in the 1968 original, and while’s he got the deep, bass/baritone voice on his side (Hayes does not) this is still not Orbach’s manliest moment. Thus, with cornball jokes about infidelity that just don’t resonate with today’s crowds and sweet melodies that might put your grandmother to sleep, Promises, Promises becomes all camp and no convincing.

In addition, it is impossible to ignore the circumstantial position that Hayes currently finds himself in, and the viewers’ psychological labels that come with it. First, Hayes publicly came out as gay right before Promises opened. Unfortunately, we still live in a society where an actor tells the world he’s gay, it makes headlines for a bit, and then everyone has to process the news and life eventually goes on. For me, in a way, I’m still processing the news, and I believe everyone else is still doing the same. Its like this. Bring up any celebrity name in conversation and the first thing that will pop in your head is the last major grouping of news surrounding the figure. Tell me Lindsay Lohan and I don’t visualize her role in Mean Girls or her lesbian fling with Sam Ronson. The first thing I’m thinking about is her current dizzying substance maze that has no end in sight. Mention Gaga and I’ve already forgotten about “Bad Romance” and her full body red lace McQueen, and am picturing “Alejandro” and that beehive she wore to her sister’s graduation. Unfortunately for Hayes, who does not make the news as often as these aforementioned ladies, coming out was the last major chunk of juicy news associated with his name in peoples’ minds by the opening of Promises, and its going to stay there for a while.

This matter is only made worse by Hayes’ suffering from what I like to call the ‘role of a lifetime syndrome’.  Rue Mcclanahan just passed away, and is the public going to remember her for much more than Blanche on Golden Girls? Hayes’ iconic role came early as Jack Mcfarland on Will & Grace, arguably one of the most flamboyant publicly gay characters to ever make it to the screen, let alone on an enormously watched and acclaimed show on one of the biggest TV networks.  Hayes has been trying to rid of himself of the character for years, and of course he’s landed many roles since, but in the end its always all about Jack (Just Jack?). For the whole two hours of viewing, and I really, really tried to fight it, my subconscious converted every mannerism and voice inflection of Hayes on stage to those of Jack Mcfarland. Our minds work in mysterious ways, and unfortunately we uncontrollably associate Hayes with a whole lot of things that scream gay.

Lastly, and most importantly in my book, there’s the idea that in a romantic relationship it takes two to tango. And Kristin Chenoweth, who plays the love interest of Hayes in Promises, is just simply wrong for the part. Now, I am of course an adoring fan of Chenoweth and her incredible talent, but for me the weakest part about Hayes and Chenoweth’s unconvincing relationship was the actress, and not the actor.  Chenowith is an unmatched commodity: No one else talks like her, looks like her, or sings like her.  She’s a loud, giggly and girly, uncontrollably effervescent personality that deserves a role like Glinda the Good Witch or Olive on Pushing Daisies (pie headpiece anyone?) which are more suitable for her traits. But the role of Fran in Promises, Promises is a muted one, most often a sorrowful and defeated one, and though Chenoweth does her best and always sings like a true diva, she’s still a fish out of water.

Now, these are just my takes on why Promises, Promises left me unconvinced. But then again, who really cares? I personally didn’t go to see this musical for its serious storyline to cry from my emotional investment in the incredibly complex characters and their trying fates.  No. This is a 1960’s era themed Broadway musical comedy. It’s ALL gay and ALL camp, and that’s the point of it, plain and simple.  Plus, who wouldn’t want to be five rows away from Just Jack and Glinda the Good Witch?

And regardless of controversy, Hayes does a bang up job considering it is his first role on Broadway (never an easy feat), and the Tonys were clearly convinced enough to nominate him for best actor AND let him host the darned ceremony!  So lets all go watch Hayes host  this Sunday and accept that gay actors have always been around and now that they’re out they’re here to stay as gay as ever. (And so sorry that I have to do this one more time but its the only way to end….)

Just Jack!