This is not a blog about cultural criticism. Normally you go to other blogs for that. Here, I write about my travel adventures and misadventures, my job, attempts at song and poetry, intercultural communication, and (increasingly) mental health and LGBTQ issues.
But I’m going to make an exception here.
Go see this movie.
It’s based on a crazy true story of young left-wing gay and lesbian rights activists in 1980s London, who banded together to send food, clothes and money to a remote, traditionalist mining town in Wales. The town, like much of the region, is being slowly asphyxiated by government repression against striking miners. Initially most of the locals greet the big-city gays like an alien landing. But it only takes one, and…if it wasn’t a good story it would never have become a movie. You will laugh, you will get shivers down your spine, you might just cry, and you’ll want to stand and cheer at at least one point. This film will give you renewed confidence in the power of pulling together and of assuming who you are and what you believe in.
- When the union’s inspiration through the workers’ blood shall run,
- There can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun;
- Yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of one,
- But the union makes us strong.
(Image from Wikimedia Commons via Pathé, fair use. Song lyrics (c) 1915, Ralph Chaplin, sung by Pete Seeger.)