This weekend I watched a movie called Soldier’s Girl. It’s a 2003 dramatic film produced by Showtime and is based on a true story: the relationship between Barry Winchell and Calpernia Addams and the events that led up to Barry’s murder by fellow soldiers. Barry was a private with the 101st Airborne Division of the United States Army, stationed at Fort Campbell, Kentucky. Calpernia was working as a showgirl at a transgender revue in Nashville, Tennessee when the two met in 1999. Lee Pace – who you might know as the leading role in Pushing Daisies – plays the role of Calpernia. And by god, even though I am a straight girl and he plays a pre-op m-to-f transgender, he looks damn fine in that movie. And has some sexy moves, too. All in all the characters are very well played and you can tell that they are all battling some problem or other. Barry has a learning disability but still (almost) makes it to soldier of the month. His roommate Fisher (played by Shawn Hatosy) has ADHD (attention deficit hyperactivity disorder) and “a little” OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder), but has very high moral standards on loyalty. Calpernia is struggling with her own identity and with the fast that a straight boy is falling in love with her. The new guy in the army is kinda naive and slow but wants to show he’s tough. Etc, etc. In the end all they’re really seeking is acceptance. But that doesn’t work out that well. In any case, an impressive movie.
On Sunday evening I went to see Milk with some friends. As I had heard before hand and quite frankly expected, Sean Penn was amazing in his role as Harvey Milk. What I really liked about this movie is that it takes the time to tell the story before Milk’s political career began, his background and life before “the movement”. How he was closeted in New York before moving to San Fransisco and starting the active gay scene. It was also quite appalling to hear the arguments made by religious extremists, mixing politics and faith, presumably protecting the American family, because these kinds of debates could just have easily taken place last year instead of in the 1970’s. And even though the movie starts by telling you that Harvey Milk gets murdered in 1978, before going back to 1970 to start the story, it still comes as a shock when it happens – especially how and by whom.
Last but not least – at least in the case of my post, anyway – the last and final episode of The L Word aired yesterday evening. I haven’t watched it yet, but I will tonight, and I already know that the episode will seem too short, because it always does. On top of that, there won’t be any more to follow! Not only that, but a very original and bold series is coming to an end, and that’s such a shame.