Just imagine what it would be like to have your peaceful middle class neighborhood invaded by a bunch of people who think Madonna and Cher are great singers.
The gays are coming! The gays are coming!
Lock up your teenage sons! Never mind the aliens with their pod people. Just imagine what it would be like to have your peaceful middle class neighborhood invaded by a bunch of people who think Madonna and Cher are great singers. And are willing to play their songs at ear-splitting volume next door to prove it to you.
You may have heard this movie is about the political awakening of homosexuals in the USA. Nonsense. If you're a normal person - namely someone who doesn't know what a glory hole is - your sympathies will be with the heterosexuals. They were minding their own business living in the tiny Castro neighborhood of San Francisco. That is until Harvey Milk (played by Sean Penn) and his gang of felch-breath fudge-packers decided to take it over. The entire neighborhood is only six blocks. Now imagine about 6000 sissy-boys cramming - and I do mean cramming - their spandex clad derrieres into a space that small.
You've heard of urban gentrification? Harvey was into urban fabulous-ification. That tacky street light simply won't do darling. Let's put a Tiffany lamp shade on it. That red fire plug? Puhleeez! Paint it chartreuse and put a raspberry beret on top. Much better!
Naturally the Irish Catholic residents of the Castro take a dim view of these shenanigans. Queer eye for the straight guy my ass. Do we really need groups of gay boys hanging out on street corners just so they can do gang makeovers on hapless passersby? What is this country coming to? You can't even wear your bowling shirt and flood pants and be left alone by God!
Roman Catholics live by the simple notion that if the closet is good enough for the parish priest it should be damn well good enough for their politicians. Harvey Milk turns this upside down. He campaigns openly as a gay candidate for city office. Even in SanFran-sissy-sco that was pretty far out in the 1970's. At this point in time the gays were getting a little tired of being treated like human pinatas by the not so friendly Irish beat cops. That's beat cop, as in: lets see how many fairies we can beat to a bloody pulp today.
The gays react to this treatment by marching and rioting in the streets. Harvey then steps in with his bull horn to talk to the mob and calm things down. It begins to dawn on the police and the political class of the city that this guy could be useful after all. After failing many times to get elected Harvey finally does make it. He becomes the first openly gay candidate ever elected to office in the country. If you can't figure out what happens next you have never heard of Martin Luther King Jr., or Bobby Kennedy.
Sean Penn won the best Actor Oscar for his role in this historical film. Of course Hollywood's historical films are usually about as accurate as Paris Hilton's ability to remember how many porn films she has been in.
The film's director, Gus Van Sant, is one of the few openly Gay movie directors around. If nothing else you can depend on this movie as being an accurate depiction of the gay lifestyle. Then again maybe you would be better off spending your ten bucks on that heavenly little tank top instead of this Tinseltown trany trash.
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