If I had a nickel for every show I watched that is marketed as comedy but is actually absolutely gut-wrenching and where one of the love interests leaves the other for God, I'd have 2 nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice, right?
I feel like using david as a host, putting michael sheen in, letting Paul and Andrew present an award, showing Margo Robbie and Ryan Gosling a lot, and mentioning saltburn a ton was there to keep the girls and the gays entertained, while oppenheimer kept on winning
I recently had this link shared with me by one of my lovely friends here in the fandom, and found it so compelling that I wanted to share it with all of you.
This is a recent article from Vanity Fair about Cary Grant and Randolph Scott, both iconic actors from the era we now call "Old Hollywood," and it details their extremely interesting--both by the standards of the era and today--relationship. It's a long read, but more than worth it.
For those who may not know, Cary Grant was an English-born American actor and iconic leading man, and Randolph Scott was an American actor most known for appearing in Westerns. Both men were married to women/had children at varying points in their lives, but by some accounts (and especially what is chronicled in this article), they were the loves of each other's lives, even though being openly queer was next to impossible at the time, and would've been looked at as a career-ending (and maybe even life-ending) move.
There also seem to be quite a few parallels between Cary and Randolph 90 years ago and Michael and David today. The two men actually lived together for a number of years, during which the press of the day chose to portray them as "just two fun-loving bachelors waiting to find the right gal," all while Grant in particular starred in films with queer-flavored undertones that were both bold and downright dangerous in the era of the Hays Code. They continued living together when Grant was first married to his first wife, Virginia Cherrill (and after they divorced), and fun fact: While Grant was married, Scott moved right next door...so they were, in fact, neighbors.
Here are a few other excerpts that very much reminded me of Michael and David, for your consideration. (FYI that "Archie Leach" was Cary Grant's birth name before he changed it to his stage name.) This first one calls to mind the Radio Times calling Michael and David a "handsome couple" on the night of the NTAs in 2021:
This next one of course made me think of Michael and David talking on David's podcast (skip to the 1:25 mark) in 2019 about hating photo shoots and how Michael flat-out refused to answer questions at one point and only got through it because of David:
And this last one features a quote from a close friend about Grant and Scott that nearly made my heart skip an entire beat. For reasons that will soon be very, very obvious:
(I mean...)
What is also remarkable about this article (though not necessarily in a good way) is the mention of how little has changed since Grant and Scott's time. How even today, any actor who comes out as any flavor of queer is immediately looked at differently, and how the fear of both professional and personal repercussions keeps people in the closet for so many reasons.
These were the parts of the article that stood out to me the most, but as always I would love to hear from my followers with your thoughts and takes on the parallels above or anything else that you find interesting...
Nassim Soleimanpour's 'White Rabbit, Red Rabbit' is coming to the West End for the first time. It plays at sohoplacelondon
for 24 performances only from 1st - 19th October with a different performer each time including Michael Sheen, Daisy Edgar-Jones, Catherine Tate, alexander_olly, FreemaOfficial, marsdoug and callumshowells. Full schedule in the pictures. Tickets are on sale from http://sohoplace.org
"Let me tell you a little something about your beloved dark father. He's the one that killed your family. Not the Lycans. He never could follow his own rules. Said he couldn't abide the taste of lifestock. So, every once in a while, he'd go out and gorge himself on human blood. I kept the secrets, and cleaned up the mess. But he's the one who crept room to room that night, dispatching everyone close to your heart." -kraven
I saw this posted recently by @loretta-dont-you-oppress-me and @amagnificentobsession and saw an opportunity to share a cleaner version. Happy Holidays!
For everyone else, this is required viewing if you don't understand heterosexual intercourse.