Austin
Gay and Lesbian Film Festival 2004 - Day 7 - Wednesday,
September 1, 2004
Ryan Cox, one of the Film Programmers for Agliff this
year told me that two of the filmmakers in last nights
"Boy-O- Rama" shorts presentation were from Austin. Well,
actually I think he said a "couple" of them. Anyway, I
know David Zellner is from Austin and I wondered if one
of the other filmmakers present last night was from Austin.
I talked to my friend Ben Kobbs, who works on a lot of
local films with his friend, cinematographer Jay.P. Lipa,
and asked him if he knew JT Seaton or Jason Cooper, but
he didn't. He worked with the Zellner brothers on Robert
Christopher Ohlson's short film "The
Meat Market," so I asked him if David Zellner was
openly gay and he said he didn't think so. I told him
about Zellner's film "Quasar Hernandez" the night before
and in discussing it I realized that it was about the
friendship between two males and that it didn't necessarily
have to be about "gay" guys in order to work in the film
festival. Films about male bonding, regardless of sexual
orientation certainly can fit into a film festival. The
short film "Credits Role" in the "Divine Comedies" surely
fit into that category as well. Both films could work
in straight film festivals and never be considered "gay-oriented"
really.
Hump Day, Wednesday. Drove to the Arbor around
7pm and wore my black t-shirt, black jeans shorts and
my dog leash, wrapped around my neck and hanging down
my chest. I used to love to put on eyeliner, black lipstick,
black nail polish and stuff like that and go out to
movies. I don't do that anymore really. The gay guys
that go to Agliff are, generally, older and pretty conservative
(for a bunch of gay guys). In other words: The stereotypical
affluent queers and big ol' bears. So it's fun to shake
things up every once in a while.
This idiot was beside me in the fast lane fucking
around when I was driving to the theater and I cursed
her with my usual angry, loud, full-throttle, diatribe
to stupid drivers. Something like, "YOU STUPID CUNT.
I HOPE YOU DIE OF CANCER YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT."
When she got ahead of me, I noticed she had a Kerry/Edwards
bumper sticker. So, really, I had to take it all back.
I hope she doesn't die of cancer. At least, not until
after the election.
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Called Johnny and we discovered he was on
his way to the theater. We talked about getting
snacks and I told him I wasn't really hungry so,
he said he was going to get a small popcorn. I
cursed him and told him that he better not. If
he was going to get popcorn, he better get a large
and share. Johnny's kinda skinny and doesn't understand
fat people. "You just said you weren't hungry."
he intoned on his "superiority posing as loving"
way. I told him that if he ate popcorn in front
of me, I would be. He found it interesting that
even though I wasn't hungry. I would still eat.
I finally figured out how to explain it to him,
"That would be like you saying you're not horny
and then I sucked a cock in front of you!" He
finally got it. That he could relate to. He got
the large popcorn.
I sat down in the theater and looked around.
Raheieh Folkerts of the Agliff Board began introducing
the film and Johnny came and sat down with the
popcorn and the Anal Torpedo of Coke. I told him
to get one because I wanted to take a picture
so every one could see how huge it really was.
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Johnny Oh! sucks the
Anal Torpedo of Coke
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After the film was over we talked in the lobby.
I had a ticket to the showing of "Naked Fame" at 9:40
but I was kinda tired. In the end, I decided to stay
and see it. I am trying to see as much as I can this
year.
John hung out with me and we talked about politics
and a lot of the things happening in the world because
the film we had just seen, "Garden," was about a young
Israeli street boy and a young Jewish street boy who
were friends in Tel Aviv. It was hard for me to get
a lot of the political stuff in the film because I am
really not interested in world politics and know very
little about what's going on over there. I know, I know,
I should be more interested but Girl, I can barely keep
up with what's going on in my own damn life! Anyway,
John knows a lot more about that stuff than me, so he
helped me fill in the holes in my knowledge in an effort
to try and help me wrap my head around the story.
We talked about the upcoming elections and other
things while we watched cute boys flit about here and
there. John's amusing some times because he can tell
you interesting dirt on a lot of the old queens in town.
(Who they fucked, where they fucked, how slutty they
were, what kinky things they are into - it is great
dish!) Anyway, we were both eyeing the young man behind
the concession stand. John has been getting concessions
for us this time during the festival, because I have
a badge and can go in and save seats, and he therefore
he gets the snacks and he has had more of a chance to
cruise the boys working back there than I. He told me
that the young man's name was Glenn.
Johnny left to go work out, and I went into the
theater. Scott Dinger was in the middle of his standard
introduction to a film. I decided to go back out to
the concession stand and get a refill. Glenn helped
me and was polite and efficient. He was cute and very
"guy next door," so I decided to flirt with him a little
and asked him if he had been getting hit on too much
by the gay guys at the festival. "Not really," he said
almost sounding disappointed.
"Really?" I asked. I can't remember his reply but
he really sounded a bit sad that he was getting more
attention.
"Well," I said, walking away with my refilled Anal
Torpedo, "You're hot!"
"Thanks," he replied sincerely. "That helps."
Note to self: Flirt with Glenn again!
When I got back in, Scott was introducing the director
of "Naked Fame," Christopher Long, and an attractive
African- American man got up and spoke for a second,
telling us there would be a Q&A after the film. As the
lights dimmed for the movie, I walked up to the second
row and got a seat.
As the film was winding down, and let me tell you
- It seemed like it would never end! I couldn't hold
it in any more. I had to pee! Goddam Anal Torpedo of
Coke with free refills. I got up and went to the bathroom.
When I got back a minute or so later, the film was still
winding down. I watched the end and left. I was just
too tired to stay for the Q&A. I'm getting burnt out.
What day is it? Where am I?
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