#dare i say poetic cinema

[etwlemons]

not to be that guy but i could swear on my life Mingo says "honey" in that one scene while referring to Fante, i listened to the scene like 10 times and it sounds always like honey-

[pseudoirony]

full offence!! but when pearls father saw her in her mothers pretty dress and cried

[lottienathive]

poetic cinema i dare say

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Idk about y'all but there's something beautiful about this EXACT moment when the night turns to day behind him

Dare I say it's poetic cinema

[lolokouhm]

| Suguru doesn't eat, but tonight he's hungry | smutty smutty smut | tattooed Geto | depressed Geto | kinda poetic | Geto is young and beautiful and not crazy |

„You haven’t eaten, have you?”

No, Suguru hasn’t eaten.

It’s not like you’re surprised. He’s lost weight - nah, he’s been losing weight steadily for the past few weeks. People say that it’s hard to notice when you see someone regularly, but it’s not hard at all - especially in his case. You’re not sure what’s changed exactly. Suguru still looks relatively healthy, not underweight, but the dark circles under his eyes speak volumes.

You sigh and walk into his apartment. It’s surprisingly neat, to the point it’s a bit scary - so clean it gives an impression as if no living person could function there. And maybe that’s exactly how it is. Maybe that tall, handsome guy in black sweats that greets you is not a person anymore, but a ghost. It’s a question you constantly ask yourself in your head, but never dare to answer. Your heart would break. 

„I wasn’t hungry.” A smile appears on his pale face and you sigh again. 

You’ve been friends with Suguru since high school, but after your last year you went your separate ways, just to meet again years later - just a few months ago. He didn’t change much, at least not visually - except for his arms. He might have gone a little bit crazy on ink there, and that’s exactly what got the two of you talking again. Tattoos. You’ve never expected Suguru Geto, that sophisticated, awfully smart Geto would cover both of his arms in the most insane pieces of art you’ve ever seen. You’ve had your own share of ink under your skin, but your collection was quite messy and not that cohesive. You liked trying new styles, creating your own map of memories from different places and different artists, while his tattoos were definitely an artwork made by one man. You had a million questions, he was happy to answer - that’s how you ended up in his apartment for the first time. Soon you realised you had a million subjects to go through - politics, art, even God. It was easy, talking with him. It was fun.

And then it began - the movie nights, when the two of you were going through different eras of cinema alphabetically, also bringing snacks that would start on the same letter as the movie you were watching. A stupid idea that you shamelessly stole from „The Barbie Diaries” - the first movie you’ve watched together and the first one that left Suguru completely traumatised. 

„Luckily for you, today we’re watching The Notebook, so we’ll be having noodles. What kind of noodles do you want, sir?”, you ask, handing him an invisible microphone.

Suguru chuckles. 

„Spicy.” 

A few clicks later the food is already on its way and the two of you get comfortable on his huge couch. The projector starts warming up and you look around - it’s completely dark inside and if it weren’t for the fact you know Suguru well, you’d think he made the apartament that way so the two of you could watch the movie comfortably. Your gaze goes back to him - his body hunching over the laptop, fighting with Netflix again. 

The projector turns on and the movie starts, as the two of you hide yourselves under the blankets. Unfortunately, you can’t focus. You’re worried.

You’ve had some conversations about his depressive episodes before, so technically you know what he’s going trough, but honestly - you don’t. He doesn’t really talk about it, but if you could get into his head you’d understand how much he values your bare presence next to him. If you could get into his head, you’d know way more, but luckily for Suguru, you can’t. He wouldn’t like that. 

In normal circumstances, at least. Because tonight, he is hungry, he is frustrated, and he needs warmth. 

And you are anything but cold. 

So when he catches your eyes on him, he bets. If you turn away, he’ll let you go. If you give in, he’ll make you stay. 

Three seconds. That’s how much time it takes for Suguru to get closer to you and kiss you. 

It’s short, soft and sensual, but it makes his head go fuzzy, and when he pulls back he just hopes you won’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t. 

You’re not running.

You’re sitting, legs crossed, just as you were seconds before. Your face is completely red now as Suguru’s eyes scan you carefully, desperate to see the future. Will you go? Will you slap him? 

„Why did you do that?” Your own voice doesn’t even sound like your voice. „The Notebook” in the background is now completely forgotten, the flickering lights on the screen keep on changing and throwing different shades on Suguru’s pale face. You didn’t expect that. Not that you didn’t want to or think about it, it’s just…

„I’m hungry” he whispers, and the way his voice sounds gets shivers sprinting down your spine. „And the food’s not here yet.” 

„Yeah. It’s not.” He still keeps his hands on your cheeks, right thumb gently brushing your skin, touch light as a feather. 

„What are we going to do about it?”, he murmurs, words are barely audible. He’s waiting. There’s another unspoken question hanging between the two of you, and you’re the one who needs to answer.

And that’s exactly what you do. 

Both of your hands are suddenly gripping onto his hoodie as you lean into him, lips crashing yet again, just with much bigger force this time. Suguru’s breath shakes as he finally comprehends that he won the bet and a smile crawls onto his face. You’re kissing him. His ray of sunshine. Well, maybe not his yet, but when he’s done with you, that’s exactly how you will be.

And that’s exactly what he does. 

His lips travel down your jaw, stop for a second under your ear and then go straight to your neck as your hands let go of his hoodie and find their way to his hair, gripping desperately on the black strands loosely caught in a bun. He groans at the feeling as he bites the skin of your exposed collarbone, his fingers playing with the hem of your blouse, eager to feel more and more of you. Suguru looks up and tries his best not to moan at the sight of your face, your lipstick completely devoured. 

„Can I?”, a hoarse whisper leaves his throat, but it’s not even a question. He’s begging you. 

And you let him. 

He takes his own hoodie of as you take off yours - and you can see them again. The artwork on his arms. You lean your body against the pillows on the right side of the couch and Suguru gulps. He’s been imagining that for a while now, but the reality, for the first time in fucking forever, was so, so much better. His lips go back to sucking and licking your skin and by the moment he reaches your breasts you whine. His hot tongue plays with your nipples, making you impossibly wet, and the bare sight of him shirtless in those awfully beautiful sweats is not helping at all. A part of you is relieved - his muscles are still there, tensing a bit with every movement. And when he pulls away for a moment, you notice it.

„You’ve got a new one.” A koi fish, on his ribs, drawn as usual in a traditional style, this time with a bit of colour. Red. Your favourite. Your hand is shaking, but you can’t help yourself. You trace the shape of the tattoo, his hot skin under your fingertips feeling like fire. You are in awe - even more when you look at him again, breathing heavily. A god. He looks like a god. 

And then he proceeds to make you feel like you’re nowhere but in heaven.

He’s not hungry anymore - by the time you’re completely naked he’s starving. His name escapes your lips when his grip on your thighs gets tighter, and then it hits you - his tongue finally making contact with the place you needed him in so desperately. Your hands find his hair again, pulling it relentlessly when he inserts two slender fingers inside of you, at the same time licking your clit. Suguru’s ravenous. You could be his breakfast, his lunch, his dinner, his dessert - everything. He could eat you out all the time, no breaks, no thoughts, no objections. He tries to control his own hips that have been grinding into the couch for a while now, but the feeling of you on his tongue isn’t making it any easier. 

„Suguru…” your voice comes back to you, a familiar feeling slowly building up inside of your stomach. „I’m so close.” 

You really are, and your clouded mind is making the sensation almost unbearable. Suguru groans yet again, happier then ever, and then you hear it.

„Come for me, baby.”

So soft. So simple. Not a demand, by no means. An invitation - to fall apart on his tongue. 

You take it.

His name leaves your lips as your orgasm blinds you, back arching as you pull his hair so hard he groans. Suguru doesn’t stop right away - he makes you ride it out, drinking you like holy water. You shake and quiver and he thinks that maybe that’s exactly what it is. Holy water on his tongue. 

And so you lay, completely fucked out under his perfect body, and when he goes up to look at you he’s almost sure he’s going to come right there, in his pants. You’re so perfect. You’re so perfect. You’re so perfect.

„Fuck.” It falls from his lips as he’s taking these damn pants off and you gasp. „I just… Fuck.” He runs his hands down his face, your arousal glistening all over him. It’s like he shines. You might be going insane. Fucking Geto Suguru, hovering over you, his cock impossibly hard, looking for words. „Can I…”

Before he finishes, you lean into him and bring him down, pulling his neck closer to you and diving into the kiss. He pants and you get scared - it’s not reality. It can’t be. Suguru leaning into your touch, Suguru groaning into your ear, Suguru, Suguru, Suguru. His name carved all over your body, all over your mind. 

He goes in slowly, trying his best not to come right away, but he’s more than determined to make you cum again, this time on his cock. He starts thrusting, diving as deep as possible and then reaches for your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. It feels so good. Too good to be true. He doesn’t fuck you - it’s way more than that. His lips move up and down your neck, leaving desperate kisses between pants and grunts. Suguru is in pain and you’re the cure. Suguru is the moon and you’re the sun. Suguru is the believer.

And you’re the god.

You asked him about it one night. 

„Do you believe in God, Suguru?”

He said he didn’t, but he changed his mind. He does.

His god is right there, under his fingers.

You come again, moaning right into his lips when you kiss, and the way you clench around him sends him to the edge. He hides his head into the crook of your neck and twitches inside of you, warm cum covering your insides as he pants, hips desperately bucking into you. You’re barely conscious, but you wrap your arms around him and hold him as he’s trying to catch his breath. His heartbeat runs through you and it kinda feels like you’re one person. Maybe that’s exactly what you have become. 

One. 

„Are you still hungry?” 

You can feel him laughing into your skin. Suguru moves his head up and readjusts it, so he can see the bite marks on your neck a little better. Like a tattoo. Another one to your collection.

„Starving.”

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[babyangelsky]

My Favorite Expressions in Love Sea Ep. 4

WHEN I TELL YA’LL I FEEL LIKE A KID IN A CANDY STORE WITH THIS SHOW!

It’s giving me so many things I wanna talk about and scream about and I WILL but I wanna talk about the expressions first because they were once again excellent. Peat officially sits at Poom Phuripan’s “I love everything you do with your face” table.

The two most dejected, disappointed men on the whole island. They’re about to be parted and they both hate it so much they can’t even speak for a few moments. (There’s something else I started to notice happening here too but that’s for another time)

Being sad isn’t going to stop Mut from teasing and Tongrak from getting annoyed, but just look at these two faces. We went from annoyance to looking like the saddest kitten ever in seconds as soon as Mut mentioned saying goodbye. Forget not wanting to say goodbye upset, Tongrak doesn’t want to say it at all.

If I saw Mut make this face after saying “I’m used to it” after I was unable to keep a promise I made to him, I would do everything I could to stay with him.

And so would Tongrak, which is why he tried again to make it work as soon as he saw it because he took that promise seriously. It was at this moment that he resolved to never disappoint this man ever.

Curiously amused with a sprinkle of hope, to sad, to putting on a brave resigned face. All within microseconds of each other to personally devastating effect.

I’m really starting to lament my lack of gif making talent. I would gif every frame of this scene if I could. I would also hit my image limit immediately if I included every face I loved in this scene so I’m moving on but! I had to include this face because it’s the face of a someone who won’t say he’s in love but who ALSO won’t let go of his menace of a man come hell or high water. Pero he’s not in love.

Sure, Jan.

Actual literal angel vs. “tell me I can’t, I dare you” vs. just-got-smacked-in-the-head levels of shock. Poetic cinema.

I loved watching Tongrak watch Mut to see what he’ll do now that they’re in a different environment. He really is so patient in such an interesting way. He’ll watch, but only for a little bit. When a boundary is so much as approached, he steps in and says something. He doesn’t baby Mut but there is very much a line in the sand for him where Mut is concerned and he doesn’t allow it to be crossed.

I see you seriously thinking about stairway s*x, Tongrak, you can’t get things by me.

We’ve arrived at the line in the sand event horizon. Although Tongrak is very patient, he does lose his patience a couple of times with Mook but he doesn’t ever raise his voice at her. He just makes a face in his vein and firmly but gently reestablishes boundaries.

Mut has been a sugar baby for less than 24 hours but already he has the expression of a man who knows he has pride of place.

Also Mook, my dear frazzled girly, if you clutch those pearls any harder your fingers are going to cramp.

We had already passed the patience event horizon when this face happened so I actually did think for a second that Tongrak was going to snap at her. He didn’t quite, he just stopped her with her full name, but to me this is the closest he got all episode.

“What are you going to do next?” Mook asked. “Eat a canary,” this expression replied.

I look at Mut like this, too.

A menace. An entire fucking menace, I want him carnally.

So does Tongrak. B*reback on the stairs.

He pictured it and had to dial back into the conversation lmao

Another moment of waiting and watching. Tongrak was about to go shower, heard what he thought could turn into Mook saying something that crossed the line to Mut, and stopped to wait and see where the conversation went before he actually went upstairs. He will not allow anyone to be nasty to his sugar baby.

*sings ‘I Won’t Say I’m in Love’ under my breath*

Throughout this whole contract scene, you can see Mut get hit with…I don’t think it’s a full bucket of cold water, but certainly a splash. I’m sure part of him thought that getting swept off to Bangkok would be more romantic and less business-like but I don’t personally read this as disappointment, although it easily could be read that way.

To me he has the expression of someone who’s had all the cards laid out in front of him, has read them, and is currently reworking his perception but who still absolutely knows what he’s about. This man has not been deterred by this contract.

A face that very clearly says, “oh I like you”. Sorry, Mook, Vivi cannot help you because she plans to help Mut win her best friend over instead.

And Mut likes Vivi too! I hope they become menace besties. Pour one out for Mook now because they aren't gonna let her rest.

Again, it would be very easy to read this as resigned disappointment and I think Tongrak does at first. I think he even wonders if he was too harsh about not believing in love but really, all Mut is doing is doubling down in his mind before he does so out loud.

One of these two men does not yet understand what they just signed up for, and it sure as hell ain’t Mahasamut.

I finally hit the picture limit but the rest of the episode is just Vivi and Mook shopping so it’s fine. This show is a feast and I am not done talking about it by a MILE.

[beevean]

The only change NFCV made to canon that I like, dare I say even more than canon, is Hector killing his own parents rather than the fire apparently being caused by demons. It doesn't go anywhere in N!Hector's case (at the end of S3 he looks angrily into the fireplace, but sadly he doesn't set Carmilla and Lenore on fire, what a missed opportunity of poetic cinema), but this change would work splendidly in Hector's case.

Imagine. Baby Hector is tormented by demons day and night, who keep whispering in his ear that he doesn't deserve this treatment, and he should just kill everyone, because they should suffer the same pain they put him through, it's only fair. Hector is scared that one day he'll do something "bad", but he can't talk about anyone about these voices, everyone hates him enough and they think he's a weirdo when he stares into nothing, assaulted by vision and voices.

Then, one day, he returns home from his games with the animals… only to see that his mother killed his black kitten. His best friend in the world. "It's cursed, it brings us bad luck, as if you weren't enough." Father, of course, couldn't care less about anything: he never even noticed that his son went around with a cat in his arms, but even if it's dead, so what? It's only an animal. Nothing important, the kid should grow up already.

And Hector snaps. He agrees with the demons, for once. They do deserve to die for hating him so much. So he sets the house on fire, and enjoys his parents' screams, who don't sound too different from the demons screeching in his ear.

But then he returns to his senses, and he's horrified at what he has done, and he has no choice but to flee. He doesn't know where to go, so once again, he listens to the demons guiding him to Dracula's place. After all, he can't blame them for doing something horrible, can he? He was the one who killed his parents and enjoyed it. He really is a horrible creature. At least they care about him.

And there everyone, the demons, Dracula, Isaac, all tell him that he did the right thing, that it's alright to kill those who hurt you, and thanks to that action he saved himself and he found his true home.

And this is how Hector got desensitized to killing… but only those he believes deserve death 🙂 like the mob who executed Lisa, or Isaac when he orchestrated Rosaly's death. But not mankind as a whole.

[seyaryminamoto]

Here's a simple art of Zhao turning his back to Ozai scene.

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/108411738

This was meant to be posted together with it's parallel scene because *insert "poetic cinema" meme* but due to reasons I don't believe I'd be able to finish the other piece any time soon.

Also revisiting the chapter made me realize Ozai's hair should look more disbehaved than that. 😂

OOOOOOH, DANG!

That's one hell of a portrayal of that scene, love the way you worked with the lighting, makes it feel very dramatic (and it was indeed very dramatic, haha). And maybe Ozai's hair could be messier, but that it's messy altogether is VERY rare in Diva Lord x'D so I think his chaotic state of mind at this stage is conveyed perfectly here!

I'm really loving your Ozai art <3 his character arc in Part 3 is a rollercoaster that evokes sooo many fucked up emotions in me every single time I have to write him, as it should be when writing a guy like him, I'd dare say. He's complicated, he's messy, and I really thrive in portraying that because of how much work you can get done with a character like this. Seeing you making so much art about him really makes me think he's hitting the right spot as a complicated & complex character for more people than just myself, and nothing makes a writer happier than evoking other people's creations with their work! Thank you very much!!! <3

[ivomartins]

(HS anon turned SoCN anon is back.)

My tiny problem with the beautiful piece of cake that is Livius: his friendship path is suspiciously... Too romantic. When he gave her the necklace I was crying confused because I honestly thought I chose some romantic option. And then I read the scene is the same for those romancing him, except maybe a few lines. I loved the scene, but it does read very romantic, at least to me. But that is a me problem. Or maybe I'm just mad that I don't have a Livius in my life who will give me cute necklaces and comfort me when my friends are murdered.

The points you brought up in regards to Amen and his romance path are completely understandable and I can see it can get very annoying, very fast. I personally love it because he sounds incredibly pathetic when he goes full horny mode; I know it is not author's intent, but that's how I read it. He does need to chill, though. I honestly don't know if she writes her eViL LIs like that or he's just a unique case. That being said, the moments when he shows affection and acts gentle with Evthys are Poetic Cinema™.

Anyway. I said his smile, you say sad frown + doubtful expression, allow me to introduce you to ✨his blushing face✨. It's super subtle, but the moment I noticed I was like sir you are supposed to be scary, stop being adorable. And the only downside of the supreme epistetes outfit is that it covers his boobs; the other diamond outfit has that sick neck piece and the incredibly gorgeous purple cape. Ugh. Big boy really said you can't torture and kill people if you don't look pretty. This is Fashion, Horus, ✨FASHION✨. Gorgeous outfits though, I love them so much, I was so mad when he went back to his original outfit in the most recent episode. I despise that thing, that's not Fashion, those are some shower curtains he found around the house and another war crime added to his long list.

boy do i hear you loud and clear on that need for a livius in a bitch's life smh

KHGDKFJHGDFG i honestly live for the fact that you dig amen being absolutely pathetic like that like. now that i think about it... that is definitely ✨a way✨ of looking at the scenes. i can definitely see why you'd love it because of that HAHA also, it is definitely just the author's style because my LI in kali was amrit and she pulled the same exact shit with him too 🙄 but thankfully managed to keep me hooked when she strayed away from the overt attraction shit and started adding more emotion to the scenes but guess what that only happened in the final season lolol so i'm like. if i had the patience for amrit mayhaps i can have the patience for amen we shall see 👀 because ngl i'm still two timing between him and livius i didn't lock either of them in yet rip

HIS BLUSHING FACE 😭 god he has no right looking like an overgrown puppy like that, can't believe i forgot that one. also can't believe that my mind is betraying me and i'm completely forgetting what his other diamond outfit looks like??? i will never get over the supreme epistates tho i think it's imprinted on my soul especially that slit where his chest shows... simply tantalizing. BUT ME TOO i was so mad when he switched to his default outfit i was like wtf is THAT 😭 i also hated the chucky-esque red eyed shot of his face with a passion i was like HOW DARE YOU MAKE HIM UGLY LIKE THAT - except for the fully body shot of course like we really got to see his Giant Ass™ in all its glory didn't we

[wraithee]

The symbolism of the demons being right outside their door, keeping Crowley and Aziraphale apart, while Crowley tries to sound the alarms that they are in trouble and Aziraphale keeps telling him everything is fine. Dare I say : poetic cinema.

[ohfiendangelical]

list your top two movies

the fall (2006), dir. tarsem singh - beautiful fucked up fairytale about the power of story. an amazing cast, dazzling costumes by the absolute legend herself eiko ishioka, the composition of every shot goes crazy. a tapestry of magic that utilizes real-world locations to create a fantastical atmosphere, putting every single soundstage and cgi-made realm to absolute fucking shame. dare i say poetic cinema.

the passenger (2023), dir. carter smith - a violent slice of americana that, not unlike one of its leads, tricks you by selling itself as one thing - a thriller - when really it's another entirely (a love story). batshit insane performances by everyone involved, even minor characters. beautiful cinematography, profound but not showy; you can tell it was made a by a photographer. it has a thousand things to say and you have no choice but to listen, not unlike another one of the leads.

[qnewsau]

Geelong Pride Film Festival hits screens next month

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Geelong Pride Film Festival hits screens next month

Tickets are now on sale for Geelong Pride Film Festival 2024.

Back for its seventh year, the festival will be held from April 18- 28, 2024 at the Pivotonian Cinema, Village Cinemas Geelong and Platform Arts. 

Geelong Pride Film Festival 2024 Program 

Thu 18 Apr Village Cinemas Geelong

Opening Night – 7PM

Join in the fun of Opening Night of the 2024 Geelong Pride Film Festival at the welcome reception followed by a collection of short films from across the LGBTIQ+ Rainbow spectrum.

Friday April 19 Village Cinemas Geelong

Polarized – 6PM

Lisa, an aspiring songwriter, whose farming family has suffered foreclosure is forced to work at a new, ‘urban farm’ where she meets Dalia. The passionate affair between the two women is not straightforward in a regional community where race, religion, and sexuality present challenges for each of them in different ways.

Housekeeping for Beginners – 8.30PM

Dita never wanted to be a mother, but circumstances force her to raise her girlfriend’s two daughters: tiny troublemaker Mia and rebellious teen Vanesa. From acclaimed filmmaker Goran Stolevski (Of An Age, You Won’t Be Alone) comes a story exploring the universal truths of family, both the ones we’re born into and the ones we find for ourselves.

Saturday April 20

Platform Arts (Courthouse)

Masquerades of Research – 2PM

Two short films by Irish artist and filmmaker Padraig Robinson explore the impact of the controversial research of pre-queer sociologist Laud Humphreys.

Part I begins in St. Louis in 1967 to give poetic insight into how the civil and social rights movement created the backdrop for his still controversial PhD, Tearoom Trade: Impersonal Sex in Public Places.

Part II begins tensely in Los Angeles in 1975, where Humphreys is on the cusp of republishing Tearoom Trade in the radically different post-Stonewall and post-Watergate USA.

After the films Padraig Robinson will join us for a Q&A to discuss the relevance one of sociology’s most radical studies and how it relates to contemporary discussions of intimacy, social presentation, surveillance and data control.

Equal the Contest  – 5.15PM

When a non-binary filmmaker joins a new local women’s footy club in Regional Victoria a simple desire to play becomes a complex journey of inclusion and belonging. An unexpected turn means the team has to fight to play. Their campaign challenges age old sporting traditions and joins the wider movement for gender equity.

Isla’s Way – 7.45PM

Isla Roberts is an 87-year-old carriage driving legend. She defies labels and in particular refuses the label Lesbian.

“I’m not a Lesbian, I’m Isla Roberts…But she is!” Isla says of Susan her lesbian partner of 40 years.

Isla and Susan live together in the Adelaide Hills with two ponies and a dog. Over the course of one year, Isla returns to her remote rural home of her younger years, attends her grandson’s farm wedding, welcomes the arrival of new great-grandchildren and fights to keep carriage driving. Isla’s Way is the story of an extraordinary woman who has lived an inspiring life.

Sunday April 21

The Pivotonian Cinema

Fireworks ��� 4PM

In the early 80s, two teenagers, Gianni and Nino, collide on their respective mopeds along a country back road.

The collision leads to a deep friendship, and something else too, something that is disapproved of by the families and the village boys. Brave and hungry for life, Gianni and Nino do not care about prejudices and rumors and live freely. A freedom that others do not understand. Based on an incident that kick-started the 1980s gay rights movement in Italy. The story explores first love and the tenderness and courage between those daring to love openly in a time of widespread intolerance.

The Queen of My Dreams – 7.30PM

Azra, a lesbian Pakistani woman living in Toronto, is worlds apart from her conservative Muslim mother. When her father suddenly dies on a trip home to Pakistan, Azra finds herself on a Bollywood-inspired journey through memories, both real and imagined, from her mother’s youth in Karachi to her own coming of age.

Wednesday April 24

The Pivotonian Cinema

Strange Way of Life + Gay Shorts – 7.30PM

Pedro Almodóvar’s western drama stars Ethan Hawke and Pedro Pascal as two gunslingers who reunite after a 25-year absence.

Strange Way of Life is presented alongside a collection of gay shorts from around the world.

Friday April 26

The Pivotonian Cinema

Lesbian Shorts 2024 – 6PM

A newly curated collection of Lesbian short films from Australia and around the world.

Hilma – 8.30PM

Hilma reveals the life of a woman who posthumously revolutionised the art world as one of the first abstract artists. In the early 20th century, Hilma af Klint, under the patronage of her artist girlfriend and circle of female friends would develop a style that would become a movement all of its own.

Saturday April 27

The Pivotonian Cinema

Days of Happiness (Les Jours heureux) – 3.00PM

Emma, a talented up-and-coming conductor on the Montreal classical scene, is navigating her toxic relationship with her father and agent Patrick as a great new career opportunity with a prestigious orchestra hangs in the balance. Cellist and single mother Naïlle enters Emma’s life; their budding new romantic relationship offers Emma a new family dynamic. Caught between her career, family, and love, Emma must finally choose if she will live on her terms.

Mutt – 5.45PM

A frenetic day in the life of the Feña, a young trans guy bustling through life in New York City. Over 24 hours, his Chilean father, his straight ex-boyfriend, and his 13-year old half-sister are thrust back into his life.  Feña must navigate the new dynamics of these relationships while tackling the day-to-day challenges such as navigating transportation woes and money problems when a pay check bearing a dead name is rendered uncashable. An openhearted film, Mutt explores with rawness and authenticity the complexity of relationships and identities.

Norwegian Dream – 8.15PM

A Polish man Robert, working at a salmon factory in Norway, is attracted to his colleague Ivar. The relationship is tested by a factory worker’s strike, the young men grapple with issues of cultural displacement, economic inequity, and sexual identity. Robert who left Poland after experiencing a homophobic attack must choose between love and his newly found comfort with his sexuality or his family’s financial security.

Sunday April 28

The Pivotonian Cinema

Hidden Master: The Legacy of George Platt Lynes – 2.15PM

George Platt Lynes is best remembered for his portraits of celebrities, but his heart, passion, and most extraordinary talent lay elsewhere—in his work with the male nude. This work, sensual and radically explicit for its time, has only recently begun being fully discovered and appreciated.

Hidden Master uncovers the life of Lynes less known: his gifted eye for the male form, revealing a stunning collection of photography from the 1930s-50s, his longterm friendships with Gertrude Stein and Alfred Kinsey, and his lasting influence as one of the first openly gay American artists.

Gender Frontiers Short Films 2024 – 4.30PM

Gender Frontiers Short films is a collection of films that explore the experiences of transgender, gender diverse and nonbinary people. This will be a special event featuring the locally made documentary short film Out In The World.

Happy Endings Short Films – 7.30PM

A collection of 9 short films from around the world that have positive, uplifting or humorous outcomes for LGBTIQ+ people.

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Mardi Gras is coming to Wagga Wagga

Victoria’s Pride: Regional Pride events across Victoria

Rainbow Beaches BBQ Lunch brings queer joy to Ulverstone

Bendigo Queer Film Festival celebrates twenty years

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"My compliments to the old gentleman, you're not quite what I expected. My uncle had very bad taste. You're good taste." LADY ON A TRAIN (1945) dir. Charles David

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“To Mr Le Bail.” READY OR NOT (2019)

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eughhksdlhghkdshghh shi huang di is principally against scholars and the spread of knowledge and all that i know this i know but what if.... they decide that since they’re in chaldea to verify the validity of panhuman history anyway they should at least try participating in this education nonsense to examine it....... and they find they actually have a real knack for teaching because they love the sound of their own voice and have access to all the world’s knowledge and love seeing humanity’s talents blossom and are world’s single greatest expert on self-actualisation......... and before they know it they’ve basically opened up a school and stand before a classroom every day and finally they begin to really understand the meaning of what jing ke told them in the lostbelt about the nature of panhumanity, that it’s not just about the sharing knowledge in itself but also about the joy of sharing it and the sense of achievement from seeing the accomplishments of another and not just becoming the best version of yourself but helping others do the same and reaching even greater heights together, and also the meaning of entrusting the future to the next generation after only trusting themselves for two millennia