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Inspired by characters from movie "Alexander". Art by my sister.Related content
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I remember seeing this movie and feeling pissed off that they were so homophobic they didn't even have them kiss. Apparently that was more horrifying to them than having alexander make out with his own mother.
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There was a sex scene between Bagoas and Alexander, how is that homophopic?
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When I saw it when it came out, there was no sex scene; there wasn't even kissing. They just hugged.
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Really? www.youtube.com/watch?v=BonpFa…
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Yeah, I remember it very distinctly because it had made me very upset at the time, and I ranted about it extensively on my website. It was something I never forgot after the fact because it bugged me so much, and how at the time Brad Pitt was going to try out for the role of Alexander, but Jennifer Aniston told him he ought not to because it would "give him a gay image." What a bunch of bullshit, especially considering there was nothing vaguely gay in the film.
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Dude, there was a gay scene, what are you taking about?
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that was only in Alexander Revisited which came out several years later. The 2004 movie had no gay scene at all. Except at King Philip's wedding where they had Pausanias being raped and Kleitas kissing Alexander. What I find hilarious is that literally nobody noticed this, but everyone flipped out about Alexander kissing Bagoas. . Like, seriously, I don't think any interviewer even asked Gary Stretch (who played Kleitas) "so, how was it kissing Colin Farrell?" whereas Angelina Jolie got asked that question like fifty times.
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Agree... that was kinda strange, and definitely a homophobia. Alexander gave a peck to his father and some of his warlord - but never to Hephastion, because they afraid it would look gay with all those love passionate love confessions and admiration.
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That's complete and utter bullshit if you ask me, there are so many films with gratuitous lesbian scenes that go far beyond kissing, where there was nothing advertised in the film trailer about gay people or anything, and they just assume audiences will be fine with it - then a film comes out about an explicitly bisexual person (Alexander), who famously had a male lover, and they're afraid to even have them kiss. This sort of double standard really pisses me off and is why I hate that movie. At the time Brad Pitt was going to try out for the role of Alexander, but stupid Jennifer Aniston told him he would "gain a gay public image" from it, so he didn't - what an idiot, if he was going to "gain a gay image" he would have gotten one from the intimate scenes in Interview with the Vampire.
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I remembered Black Swan, where was a steamy lesbian scene, but no much scandal or fuss about how irrelevant is that. How unfair.
I definitely agree with your feelings, I might have them too cause I felt all this homophobia in Hollywood when gays are rather ignored or depicted as sick, unhappy and bad. However, considering this movie particularly, I certainly don't hate it that much, since there are much more worse historical movies; let it be an example the worst "300 spartans" -- nothing shitter on history movies I have never seen or heard. It was almost insulting: the blatant racism, the homophobia, the terribly twisted history, the disgusting violence, blah... so comparing to such rubbish, Alexander is still in the list of my favorite movies, despite all these upsetting points.
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It's funny when you consider that really and think of other double standards that seem to abound in the movie business. They being reluctant to show male homosexuality...well...Hollywood also gave us the wonderful love story in "Brokeback Mountain", a movie that I'll always enjoy, but they don't focus on historically confirmed relationships. Plus I don't really like "300" much either for its historical merits but remember that it was trying to draw much of its inspiration from a graphic novel. I think visually, Zack Snyder was aiming for that effect with the darkness, the queer contrast between the orange-gold lights and the gore and blood. Much darker and very much grittier than a normal comic book, after all. It's best to have a neutral eye on things sometimes. Yes, and I'm like you too, Oliver Stone's "Alexander" is still on my list of historical epics despite its flaws.
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Brokeback mountain is a bisexual movie and it ended up with the hint that "see, gays are unhappy" like they better choose heterosexuality. Annie Proulx herself said that the story she wrote is not a "gay or either homosexual" story and she regrets writing it. That's the fact that
I rarely read about 'happy' stories on homosexual relationships. Most often sodomites, sinners and debauchery and prostitution related that would end up with break up and finish with death. While heterosexuality in general is persistently the 'holy union', family, love and kids.
Maybe you're trying to be all positive, but I don't find things good when negativity prevails.
I do not complain neither I'm angry, perhaps a little annoyed when even in a little corner of history I'm learning I have to bear such silly things as I read them as 'ignoring something they don't like'.
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Or perhaps the two characters in the story were unhappy...you can take it either way. Literature always has more than one interpretation after all. I saw the movie but haven't read the story so maybe I can't judge it on literary grounds that but that's how I feel Here's a poem I recently wrote, possibly inspired by Mary Renault's work with pederasty in general. To be honest I have a lot of poems about longing, using Christian imagery in irony to the homosexual implications, although I'm pretty much atheistic:
YOU
Three letters, a word, a whisper.
It’s just a label
For the mortal god to whom I pray,
For I have none other.
I’d like to paint a picture for you today. This artist has no hands but with his mind’s skilled brush guides my eyes down your innocent body on the bed next to me. Pure, nude and smooth, so young, yet so old with your dark and distant eyes, hair falling gently across your slender neck. I want to kiss you now, but will you really take a horrible creature such as me?
There is that pain once again. Every time I want your affection, wretched hurt tears me up from my core. You are immaculate in your construction but I’m unworthy; my skin is creased and wrinkled, each crack put in me by the force I once called God.
Your stony silence strengthens the granite gates inside my chest. Behind them is a child, once laughing and sweet but now he cries in the abyss, longing for warmth.
Every time your heart refuses, his crumbles into dust. He is an unseemly corpse now, naked and rotting.
There is nothing but death and horror inside me because of you!
Three letters, a word, a whisper.
It’s just a label
For the mortal god to whom I pray,
For I have none other.
I cry at night, the cloying wetness resting on my thigh as I think of you. Fifteen years lie in your graceful footsteps and a tragic fifty lie in mine. You glide off the ground, a beautiful specter and I cannot catch you, neither will you allow me in with your silent cruelty.
In the mirror I see us, another one of a million drawings etched across my pained eyes. I only want to explore you, rob you of purity but something powerful and invisible halts my actions every time I raise my voice. The painting of you is still there, stored away in the deepest corners of my mind. I draw it every night and it breathes its delicious breath over me in rejuvenating gasps. I am locked inside the illusion of you as hot blood pours out of our wounds.
This is false love that fills my days.
My feelings lie on the floor in shards, a thousand pieces of glass but I am too shallow and crude for a thousand feelings. It’s the same one, merely magnified.
Could I tell you again-as if I haven’t already-that I love you to death, you beautiful little bastard? This love eats me alive with its ravening jaws but I cannot stay away now! It is too late for me. I am beyond salvation and maybe I can count on you for once. It’s not like you’ll listen.
You
Three letters, a word, a whisper.
It’s just a label
For the mortal god to whom I pray,
For I have none other.
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