Women Are from Mars Attacks!
The world of this movie is a world in which transness is not the exception but the rule.
This is Lurid Speculations, a column on ’90s movies and t4t sexuality by Grace Elisabeth Lavery.
I liked the place; I liked the idea of the place.
Two rivers. Hadn’t two rivers sprung
from the Garden of Eden? No, that was four,
and they’d diverged. Here only two
and coming together. Even if one were tempted
to literary interpretations
such as: life/death, right/wrong, male/female
—such notions would have resolved, dissolved, straight off
in that watery, dazzling dialectic.
Back and forth, across subject and object, life and death, male and female, all suspended and erased in a new and vital cognitive experience.
Notting Hillbe À la recherche du temps perdu
t4t likenot The Shape of WaterEx MachinaThird Rock From the SunMars Attacks!SpeciesUnder the Skin
parodicI’m going to kill the motherfucking President of the United States of America
and later having her head stitched onto the body of a chihuahua
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