Dispatches from Left Field: Dispatches from Left Field: Not That There’s Anything Wrong With That…
This week, Dispatches reflects upon a recent article in the Washington Post. With actors kissing actors, the media seems obsessed with finding out how gross it really is. Matt’ also blogs at tracktwentynine.blogspot.com.
I still haven’t seen the movie “Milk.” I’ve been meaning to for a while. In fact, I was in San Francisco when it debuted at the Castro Theater, although I didn’t find out about that until the following morning, in the Chronicle. But last week, my boyfriend and I went downtown to one of (only) two theatres in metropolitan Washington that is screening the film. The woman in front of us in line got the last two tickets.
So I still haven’t seen it. This weekend, I’m going to get there an hour and a half early, since 45 minutes isn’t apparently enough. We weren’t the only people turned away, either. I think the movie theater could make some more money with additional screenings, but supply and demand isn’t the subject of this column.
Kissing is.
Today’s Washington Post ran with an article on that subject. It responds to the question that everyone in America, apparently, wants to know: what’s it like to kiss a guy?
And the title of the article says it all: Why Can’t A Kiss Just Be a Kiss?
James Franco has been fielding questions left and right about his on-screen kiss with Sean Penn in Milk. And after reading some of the questions, I agree with the writer. And I’m offended.
First off, I’ve never been a fan of Letterman. When I do watch late night television–and that’s not often–I watch Leno. I always found Letterman to be in bad taste and quite uncomedic. I mean how desperate can you be for jokes when you have to resort to “will it float?” I’ll make sure to steer clear from now on.
“I didn’t want to screw it up,” Franco told Letterman on “Late Show” last week.
“See, if it’s me, I’m kind of hoping I do screw it up,” Letterman shot back. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
“To screw it up?” Franco asked.
“I mean, do you really want to be good at kissing a guy?” Letterman said as his audience howled with delight.
Well, yes, Mr. Letterman. I suppose an actor playing the role of a gay man would actually want to be good at it–that’s what it means to be a good actor, to be good at portraying something you aren’t. And what’s wrong with that? Is James Franco suddenly to be shunned because he didn’t vomit afterwards?
Mr. Letterman might have been making light of the situation the only way he knows how, but his tasteless jokes suggest something more. They suggest that there’s something to be horrified about for any straight actor handling this situation.
The article’s author, Hank Stuever, makes this point very poignantly.
Underlying the questions (and the answers) is this notion that a gay kissing scene must be the worst Hollywood job hazard that a male actor could face, including stunt work, extreme weather or sitting through five hours of special-effects makeup every day. We live comfortably, if strangely, in a pseudo-Sapphic era in which seemingly every college woman with a MySpace page has kissed another girl for the camera; but for men who kiss men, it’s still the final frontier.
There’s a whiff of discomfort of the Seinfeldian, “not-that-there’s-anything-wrong-with-it” variety. It’s a post-ironic, post-homophobic homophobia, the kind seen most weeks in “Saturday Night Live” sketches or in any Judd Apatow movie.
To put it in perspective for those of you who bat for the other team (after all that’s how it appears from my dugout), the article entices the reader to think about how it must feel for those of us in the GLBT community:
“No one ever asks Neil Patrick Harris what it’s like to play a straight guy who sleeps with lots of women” on the sitcom “How I Met Your Mother,” Scholibo says. ”No one ever asks him how ‘gross’ it is to kiss a woman.”
And from personal experience, it is gross. I don’t know why. It just is. It always has been. But I don’t expect my heterosexual readers to agree with me. And that’s fine.
Perhaps the most mature of comments I’ve heard on the topic come from (heterosexual) “Brokeback Mountain” star Jake Gyllenhaal, who talks about his on-screen kisses in “Brokeback” by saying it’s “like doing a love scene with a woman I’m not particularly attracted to.”
Exactly. At least one good thing’s come out of all this:
I can finally stop saying to Letterman, “I wish I knew how to quit you.” (Image from washingtonpost.com)
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I would rather just watch Jon Stewart and then go to bed.
A woman kissing a woman is sexy. A man kissing a man is demasculating.
This is the state of modern gender politics. James Franco did a good job answering the question. Letterman was relying on the hackneyed old joke.
Good thoughts, and very nicely written! Apparently, nobody looks too into, or judges, Anthony Hopkins for playing a psychopathic cannibal–but Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenthaal kiss and folks like Letterman wonder how they could do it. And how about Josh Brolin: He recently played the role of George Bush! Now that is gross!
can’t you buy the tickets online?
can’t you buy the tickets online?
When Letterman finally croaks by choking to death on his own ego, I don’t plan to shed a tear. That and his creepy smile reminds me of WAY too many of the especially well supervised “clients” of my former agency.
You see this over and over, these aging talk show “comedians” making adolescent jokes about “icky” boy-on-boy action. What’s ironic is how much more mature the much-younger actors are about the subject. How old is Letterman, 62? His behavior is something I would expect from a 14-year-old. How old is Franco? 25? He’s the real adult in this situation. This is an example of generation-gap clash, when wheezing bigotry on life support, grasping at straws for a cheap frat-boy laugh, encounters the younger generation of confident heterosexual men who are secure enough in their sexuality not to feel the need to belittle people who are different. Letterman used to be seen as innovative, now he’s kind of an embarrassment, hanging on for a few more years before retirement, I guess. A great retort to Letterman would be to ask him how many actors/actresses would want to kiss HIM.
As overplayed, exploitative and annoying as her song is, I agree with Katy Perry on this one. I’m as queer as a three dollar bill, but I’ve kissed some girls, and I’ve liked it. I’ve also made out with at least three (were there more in high school?) of my straight male friends in various stages of exploration and intoxication, and none have expressed any regret. It’s such a moralistic American kindergarten impulse – ewww, gross, kissing!! It’s just kind of fun sometimes to try something new or different…
Also, Leno is just as homophobic as Letterman, but much less funny and more Republican. Plus, his hair frightens me. Not to excuse the homophobia, but if them’s my choices, I’m going with Dave.
Though, ultimately, I agree with clearlyhere: I’d rather watch Jon Stewart. And maybe make out with him (if he’s into it.)
Really, is kissing a person of the same sex that way out? I mean, for money that is. . . err. . . Hollywood fame.
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