I'm going to hell for this...
But this is hilarious...
Very appropriate to put this on, while I am watching Keith Allen battling it up with the scariest religious extremists ever in Topeka in the US. They are called God hate fags or something and it's not looking good for our salvation (pretty much all of us are going to hell for some reason except for them) Even Lilly Allen and Hugh Grant are guilty apparently (possibly because Hugh Grant looks like a butch lesbian on their homemade banner)
Why are they obssesed by the gays? Why all the hate, this is beyond belief. They go to the funerals of Irak casualties in their hometowns to harass their grieving families, simply because the US army allows the gays in its ranks so they are all doomed. They seem to know an awful lot of buggery in graphic details though?! All done in the name of research I suspect.
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Thursday, 21 June 2007
Sunday, 17 June 2007
So I turned 32 last week...
So I turned 32...
It really frightens me how time seems to go quicker and quicker as you grow older, years seemed to last forever when I was 20.
Not that I think I haven't done much because looking back, all the things I did, finding the courage to come to London and stick to it when things were getting tough, all my travelling, all the people I have met, all the experiences...
But one thing I am really struggling with at the moment is the lack of time, when I think about how long I spend at work and then in the transports. I might not have much responsabilities in terms of families and stuff but I still feel I lack free time, compared to my cherished years at university (especially in London when I had 9 hours of class!).
There is still so much I want to do, so many books to read, films to see, I want to learn new languages (Japanese and Spanish would be so cool), I still want to carry on travelling (I'd love to do a proper big trip somewhere and take a break).
Maybe I'm just spoilt and should consider myself lucky to have a job with a decent salary, but I can't understand how so many people just satisfy themselves of a life spent working, drinking at the pub and not much else apart from reality tv (nothing wrong with it, I am no snob, but there is more to life than this) or maybe I should just completely rethink my life.
I love the way France is the only country left in the world putting some much focus on culture, one of my fellow expats was moaning how unemployed people in France get to go to the cinema for cheaper, so what? There is more to life than money and working, you just need to look at how 10 years of prosperity in Britain have led to so much greed, competition, inequalities, and have damaged society.
A few of my friends took the plunge and did some Round the world trips for 6 months, and then what? Back to your old routine?
As I remembered my birthdays in the past, 2 of them really stick out, my 21st birthday while still at uni in France, which was a themed party (The love boat), I had asked everybody to dress up like 70's tv series characters and they all played along...
And then my 30th birthday in 2005, which I had to postpone to 9th July since I was away before that, and which unfortunately fell 2 days after the London bombings, which meant half of the tube network was still not working. Yet everybody manage to make it somehow, people from various backgrounds mixed up so well and the was one of the best nights ever...
Friday, 18 May 2007
Smut at the Cannes film festival
It didn't take too long for the first mini scandal at the Croisette...
Today at the director's fortnight, which has a reputation for its edgier's selection, a film was shown portraying a man enjoying the romantic attention of his horses, with a short clip of a horse bursting in the man's musky treasure (nice). It's based on a true story apparently and it's called Zoo!
Truth is, despite its somehow arty and stuffy image, gore and smut have been longtime companions of the festival.
And not being one to shy away from those, I have my fair share of memories of both while attending the festival. The great thing is, as an audience there, you see films before anyone else, so no risk of the critics spoiling the fun for you!
My favorites moments over the years include the worldwide premiere of The idiots by Lars Von Trier, about a bunch of, well, idiots!, who get together and act like mentally retarded... It was all very boring and mildly irritating in a way only the Danes can be (I should know, I lived with one for 5 years) until they started an impromptu and very graphic orgy that had the very grand audience of the Grand Auditorium Lumiere gasping for air!
Here is the trailer in Danish with no subtitles (I am sure we're not missing much)
Also how can I ever forget watching on the biggest screen in the world the gold dust sprinkled sodomy scene between Ewan McGregor and Christian Bale in Velvet Goldmine (blink and you'll miss it on that clip)
But my best memory was catching Bent on a 8am screening, the story of the persecution of the gays by the nazis. There was a noisy bunch of schoolchildren in the audience led by their well meaning teacher who really should have made more research on the film she was taking them to see. The opening scene scene shut them up completely:
Mick jagger in drag singing "The streets of Berlin" in some kind of louche derelict cabaret/bomb site, followed by a scene with Clive Owen (when he was still hot) being brutally taken from behind by some hunky aryan soldier. Who said History was no fun? That clip does not show that second part sadly, but you get the idea.
Today at the director's fortnight, which has a reputation for its edgier's selection, a film was shown portraying a man enjoying the romantic attention of his horses, with a short clip of a horse bursting in the man's musky treasure (nice). It's based on a true story apparently and it's called Zoo!
Truth is, despite its somehow arty and stuffy image, gore and smut have been longtime companions of the festival.
And not being one to shy away from those, I have my fair share of memories of both while attending the festival. The great thing is, as an audience there, you see films before anyone else, so no risk of the critics spoiling the fun for you!
My favorites moments over the years include the worldwide premiere of The idiots by Lars Von Trier, about a bunch of, well, idiots!, who get together and act like mentally retarded... It was all very boring and mildly irritating in a way only the Danes can be (I should know, I lived with one for 5 years) until they started an impromptu and very graphic orgy that had the very grand audience of the Grand Auditorium Lumiere gasping for air!
Here is the trailer in Danish with no subtitles (I am sure we're not missing much)
Also how can I ever forget watching on the biggest screen in the world the gold dust sprinkled sodomy scene between Ewan McGregor and Christian Bale in Velvet Goldmine (blink and you'll miss it on that clip)
But my best memory was catching Bent on a 8am screening, the story of the persecution of the gays by the nazis. There was a noisy bunch of schoolchildren in the audience led by their well meaning teacher who really should have made more research on the film she was taking them to see. The opening scene scene shut them up completely:
Mick jagger in drag singing "The streets of Berlin" in some kind of louche derelict cabaret/bomb site, followed by a scene with Clive Owen (when he was still hot) being brutally taken from behind by some hunky aryan soldier. Who said History was no fun? That clip does not show that second part sadly, but you get the idea.
Tuesday, 15 May 2007
Terry

My lovely boy friend Terry...
We've been together for over 5 months and it felt right straight away...
I hate the whole dating process usually, meeting up for dates in restaurants and trying to have meaningful conversations.
He is quite a lot younger than me (22) so we did not do any of this, he liked me straight away and was not afraid to tell me, there was none of this waiting for the usual 2 days before texting and worrying about being too keen.
We love spending time doing not much, chilling out, watching dvds, playing video games and having endless conversations about anything. He is sochilled out, bright, curious, unpretentious. He is also very creative, constantly creating things, short movies, figurines...
We may have the same tastes but we pretty much disagree on everything when it comes to cinema, he doesn't share my love for anything trashy 80's with loads of neon and a dodgy electro soundtrack but we laugh about it. Here is the godwaful trailer for Crimes of passion, probably my favourite 80's film ever with Kathleen Turner as a strict executive woman by day and hooker called China Blue by night. The trailer does it no justice whatsoever but what a great film!
He's had a colourful past, he was a gay porn actor when he was 20 and had a few wild years but he is a bit calmer now...
Another extract of Crimes of passions to cheer us up, watch out for Anthony Perkins in full psycho mode and a brief extract of the dodgy electro soundtrack!!
Labels:
80's,
boy friend,
cinema,
gay,
Kathleen Turner
Sunday, 13 May 2007
I'm a 31 y old French cute (hehe) gay guy in London
Things I like:
Movies (fucking love cinema!!)
David Lynch
Inland Empire
Raspberry Reich (best film ever)
Berlin
Travelling
Norway (gorgeous mountains and even more gorgeous healthy looking men)
Indie music
Japan
Video Games (Okami, Onimusha 2...)
Cats (I've always said I'll end up the crazy old person in a house full of cats who smell of pee. Except I can't afford my own house so even that is beyoind my reach)
My 22 y old Essex indie kid boy friend (hehe, more of him later)
The Cannes film festival (more of it later)
San Francisco/New York
Moutains, hiking...
Politics
Segolene Royal!
Gordon Brown
Making short films that nobody watch
The Werkmeister harmonies, any Eastern European film in black and film, with lingering shots if possible
Things I don't like:
John Cameron Mitchell (don't get me started on his latest smugfest Shortbus)
Nicolas Sarkozy *boo hiss
Stratford (which is probably why I live here)
Sydney (overrated)
Indie gay guys that take their music waaaaayyyyyyyy too seriously
Self proclaimed crazy people (or worse, with a bubbly personality, translating as psycho attention seekers)
People who walk slowly on the street, then wobble when you try to take over. For f%$k sake
Group of German/Italien teenagers tourists
Below is a film I did while in Tokyo
Labels:
Cannes film festival,
cinema,
gay,
travelling
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