May 26, 2004

Boys kissing is sexy love.


Boys kissing is sexy love.

I finally got around to reading "Brokeback Mountain," the short story of Annie Proux's off of which what is sure to be my new favorite movie is based. I mean, it's hard to go wrong with Jake and Heath making out and doing the nasty. There's even rumors of some nudity. Hells yeah.

I've been meaning to read the short story for a while now; I'm not a fan of Proulx's, so I've been putting it off. I've had the book checked out from the library since I returned home, and it's been lingering on the shelf ever since. I always seem to check out another book that caught my attention more. The story's the only one of Proulx's I actually finished; you can take that as a back-handed compliment, if you like.

Unfortunately, it looks like Jake is a bottom, which isn't going to help me out with any wet dreams. <TMI> I'm versatile, but if I were given the choice, I'd really want Jake to fuck me, as opposed to me him. I bet he'd make really great faces when he's getting fucked though, so I guess it's worth it. </TMI> I don't want to spoil the ending for those of you who aren't going to read the book, but let's just say that Brokeback Mountain is surprisingly close to Laramie, Wyoming: infer from that what you will.

All in all, I'm getting more and more excited for this movie to come out, and hopefully start a new wave of actual gay cinema. I mean, there's finally going to be a gay tv station, so I guess the gays are moving up in the world. Good for us.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.