Before I answer the question I should say that if you are not conversant with the facts of the life of Harvey Milk, a pioneer of gay rights and the first openly gay individual to be elected to public office in these United States, then too bad for you, and spoilers are ahead. So. Conventional. Yes. In its foreshadowing: as Smith and Milk they gorge on post-lovemaking birthday cake whipped cream, Smith chides that if Milk keeps eating such stuff he'll be fat by the time he's 50. Milk laughs and says he's never gonna make it to 50. That kind of thing is peppered all over Dustin Lance Black's screenplay. There's even a scene in which an estranged couple reconnect...and sort-of renew their avowals of love for each other...on the dawn of the day of one of these characters' meeting with destiny! So all you (I hesitate to use this word, but what the heck) kids out there who couldn't get with Che because it didn't have any emotional beats, this picture's for you.
I see I'm getting flippant here, so let me back up. I enjoyed and was moved by Milk, and I didn't find its conventionality to be problematic. In fact, I found it entirely apt. Lee notes that Van Sant's film is "no major improvement" over Rob Epstein's magnificent 1984 documentary The Times of Harvey Milk, but he doesn't mind and neither do I—what this picture is, if you'll pardon the phrase, is a straight-across-the-plate pitch to midcult audiences fond of event films and potential Oscar contenders. It explicitly posits the gay rights struggle as a civil rights struggle, and uses a cast of charming movie stars to make its case. Penn's Milk is, as it happens, the first truly joyous character he's played since Fast Times' Jeff Spiccoli: he's a happy warrior. There's been a bit of frou-fraw going on around the intertubes about whether an earlier release of this picture could have been useful toward the defeat of California's odious Proposition Eight. I don't think such speculation is entirely off the mark. If nothing else, having this film out there might have underscored the fact of a relative vacuum of leadership in the contemporary gay rights movement—that as far as things have come, it still needs an organizer as charismatic and politically savvy as the late Milk. The film chronicles Milk's tireless efforts to defeat a similar measure in the '70s, and audiences would be sure to see the parallels and be affected by Milk's impassioned plea for his fellow gays to abandon the closet—tell your family, he says to his minions, for the simple reason that the people who are going to vote to take away gay rights are often people who don't actually know any gays—or don't think they do. Once a straight person knows there's one gay person in his life he cares about, then why would he want to hurt that person? Makes sense to me.
In this scene, Penn's Milk holds up a phone in a roomful of gay men and demands that someone step up and make the call. Milk's gambit is the compassionate, loving inverse of the "telephone game" that self-hating gay Michael forces on his party guests in the last third of 1970's The Boys In The Band, directed by WIlliam Friedkin from Mart Crowley's play. In this work, very much a product of its time, the closet is a given, even for the most flamboyant of its eight "boys" (that would be Emery, inspiredly conceived by Cliff Gorman as the queeniest Bowery Boy evah). Having drunk himself to a peak of self-loathing—inspired, it would seem, by the unexpected visit of a (we think) straight ex-college-roommate—Michael (Kenneth Nelson) demands that his players call the one person they've ever loved, and confess that love. It's a pretty stagy contrivance by which to elicit all manner of emotional truths, but in the context of this gay No Exit it's, again, apt.
As it happens, Boys was just recently released on DVD by CBS/Paramount. It's fascinating on a number of levels, and it happens to contain one of the best screen performance I think I've ever seen: Leonard Frey as Harold, the party's birthday boy. Harold is a self-described "32-year-old, ugly, pockmarked Jew fairy" and, it seems, completely comfortable in that skin. What keeps him so thoroughly self-possessed is anyone's guess, but any time Frey's Harold is on screen there's a kind of reptilian ooze emanating from him. It's not evil—he is at heart an entirely sympathetic character, the only one of the boys who's made a kind of peace with himself—but it is peculiar. And Frey makes it happen without his actorly mechanism seeming to lift a finger. Here's Harold with his "present," goofy hustler Cowboy (Robert La Tourneaux).
And to think that the very next year Frey would be playing that very nice fellow Motel in the film version of Fiddler on the Roof (by this time he was too old to play Mendel, the rabbi's son, himself a nice boy, the role he originated in the Broadway production). That Frey didn't do more, and better, work on the big screen is staggering to me; he was clearly a character actor of the first stripe. Frey died in 1988 of AIDS-related complications. AIDS claimed a number of other members of the Boys cast, including La Tourneaux. So many advances have been made in HIV treatment that it's possible—hell, it's downright cozy!—to get complacent about the disease, and how a certain contingent of American society did its damndest and is doing its damndest to propogate ignorance in its face. To watch the extras on Boys, and to see the "where are they now?" end credits sequence in Milk (told ya it was conventional) is to get angry and engaged all over again.
Which reminds me. And maybe I shouldn't go here. But what the hell. I was reading David "Yes you did, you invaded" Poland's "quickie" reaction to Milk a few weeks back, and was a kinda gobsmacked by his description of it as a "gay agenda" movie. "[A]ctually a gay agenda movie" were his exact words. And I thought, damn, Poland's a good liberal (a very good liberal, as we've all learned while following his election coverage), so why the hell is he using hateful social-conservative code to describe Milk's mission?
And the answer—as it frequently is—is "fuck if I know." I could make some cheap joke about precision of language not exactly being the Hot Blog's strong suit, but that would be cheap. Better perhaps to let the whole thing lie. But not before presenting some of my personal favorite examples of teh gay agenda in cinema.
I'm not terribly curious about "Milk", as it looks like standard fare, but I'm curious to see how it does. Especially since "gay cinema" has seemingly staggered to that place where it's just commercial enough that movies like "Tru Loved" and "Breakfast with Scot" are hitting screens. Does it say something that Regent feels it has enough of an audience to put out a movie like "Tru", which got some of the worst reviews I've ever seen?
Posted by: Dan | November 10, 2008 at 11:33 AM
Yeah, it's a real shame that Milk wasn't released before Nov.4, because all of the Blacks, Latinos and Mormons who voted for Prop 8 also happen to be huge Gus Van Sant fans, right? I mean, that's his core audience.
Posted by: Buzzkill | November 10, 2008 at 12:12 PM
My favorite form of argumentation: Ignore everything the other person actually said.
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | November 10, 2008 at 12:18 PM
Glenn, you mock but it's served the Republican Party quite well.
Well, it did, at any rate.
Posted by: Dan | November 10, 2008 at 03:04 PM
Why is someone calling a movie an "agenda" movie "hateful"?
There are plenty of agenda movies out there and surely some of them are gay-themed. So what? It doesn't make someone hateful for pointing that out. An American Carol had a right-wing agenda, and The Visitor had a left-wing agenda. Both of them sucked b/c they let their agenda's blind them
This is even stranger since you know this Poland person. Shouldn't your friendship with him secure you in who he is and if he is hateful of not towards gays? (A conclusion that could never be reached from a review).
I find this kind of hand-wringing & hair-splitting to be tedious, and in the long run, I think it stiffles thoughtful discussions about movie culture.
Posted by: Fox | November 10, 2008 at 04:51 PM
I didn't say Poland was hateful. What I said was that the phrase "gay agenda" is hateful social conservative code—which it is. Listen to Tony Perkins, James Dobson, et.al. Gay rights activists don't use the phrase "gay agenda" because they don't see themselves as having an agenda—e.g., "indoctrinating" kids, as Perkins and Dobson would claim—they see themselves as fighting for rights. That's not hair-splitting. And that's why I expressed incredulity at seeing the phrase used by a outative liberal such as Poland.
I'm very touched by your concern for my friendship with the fellow, though.
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | November 10, 2008 at 04:58 PM
Sure, "gay agenda" is code for "indoctrination of our children" when it's used by a Dobson, but not when it's in the hands of people who clearly aren't homophobes.
For instance, I think Brokeback Mountain let it's gay agenda get in the way of it's art. Lee, Schamus, etc. seemed too overly-concerned with making a gay-friendly mainstream film (an honorable task) instead of making a quality film that was gay-themed. Hollywood hasn't figured out how to do this yet. I don't know why, exactly, but Europe has it down... "Garcon Stupide", "Time To Leave", "The Witnesses"... those are just a few examples of wonderful gay-themed films that feel honest and true.
Further, I don't think "having an agenda" is necessarily a bad thing. Yes, it's true that the phrase carries a negative association with it (I too often use it negatively...), but I think agenda filmmaking typical hurts itself b/c it forgets to be a film first.
Posted by: Fox | November 10, 2008 at 05:25 PM
Of the things this country needs to fix, giving gay people the oppotunity to finally get divorced like their parents should be pretty low on the list. And that's all that's going to happen: more acrimony, more broken homes, more fucked up kids. Marriage is overrated and so are children. I have no doubt that gay people can be just as horribe at parenting as most straight people are. Although it would be kind of interesting to peek in on a Thanksgiving dinner circa 2108, with four or five generations of same sex couples begetting more and more same sex couple, so that the holidays resemble nothing so much as a International Male diorama come to life, no pun intended.
Posted by: Jobriath | November 10, 2008 at 05:27 PM
Okay, then. Right about now I'd really welcome a comment, say, agreeing with me about how great Leonard Frey was...or something...
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | November 10, 2008 at 05:31 PM
Leonard Frey was good in that episode of "Murder, She Wrote".
Posted by: bill | November 10, 2008 at 05:51 PM
Frey was gay.
Posted by: Jobriath | November 10, 2008 at 06:13 PM
"Penn's Milk" has to be the single most off-putting phrase you've ever turned, Glenn.
Going to peel the shrinkwrap off BOYS (see, two can play that game) posthaste, if nothing else so I can say something about Leonard Frey.
Posted by: Bill C | November 10, 2008 at 08:23 PM
Hitchcock revisited the subject of ROPE in a TV episode he directed called ARTHUR. It's about another perfect murder, committed by another gay-acting character (played by queer-in-real-life Laurence Harvey). Only ARTHUR is a comedy... This is an interesting film.
There are so many good gay films. And so many of them have attracted little attention. PARTING GLANCES (Bill Sherwood) and ALL OVER THE GUY (Julie Davis) should be much better known.
MICHAEL is a masterpiece. And Dreyer revisited the subject in THEY CAUGHT THE FERRY.
Posted by: Mike Grost | November 10, 2008 at 09:57 PM
Maybe I'll make a double-feature of "The Boys In the Band" and "And The Band Played On", which depicts, for me, the single most outrageous failure of the American government in the last thirty years. Millions of people wouldn't be dead if it weren't for stupid political squabbles.
Posted by: Dan | November 10, 2008 at 09:58 PM
PS Two years after TEA AND SYMPATHY (Vincente Minnelli), another gay lib film was made for American TV. This is the episode of THE RIFLEMAN titled DUEL OF HONOR (1958). It is directed by Joseph H. Lewis, and is one of Lewis' best works. No one seems to know about it. Or about the politically remarkable Lewis episode THE DESERTER (1960). People would fall off their chairs if they saw these films, they are so politically daring!
Posted by: Mike Grost | November 10, 2008 at 10:04 PM
I usually don't like Sean Penn at all, but based on the Milk trailer I'm thinking this is going to be his most appealing-to-me performance ever. Maybe it's as simple as what you said--he never gets to play happy characters.
Interesting that it was Friedkin who directed Boys in the Band, given what would ensue 10 years later with the CRUISING debacle...
Posted by: B.W. | November 10, 2008 at 10:19 PM
"Tell your family, [Milk] says to his minions, for the simple reason that the people who are going to vote to take away gay rights are often people who don't actually know any gays—or don't think they do. Once a straight person knows there's one gay person in his life he cares about, then why would he want to hurt that person? Makes sense to me."
Unfortunately, I think Milk was mistaken in this belief, on two levels.
First of all, when (just for example) radio host Laura Ingraham, who once published the names of attendees at a Brown Univ. gay rights meeting in a deliberate outing, wrote a mea culpa in the Washington Post, she did so because her brother is gay, and his lover was ill with AIDS. Well, guess what. Some of us figured out this "compassion" stuff without having to be hit in the head by a family member or personal catastrophe. I am heartily sick and tired of right wingers who only wake up to the need for a broader mind when it affects them personally.
Number two -- even a personal connection frequently does not get the point across. Milk would no doubt love the fact that gays and lesbians are now a hip part of the culture. And many are the hard-right Republicans who can't bear to be left out of the party. Did you not hear Sarah Palin at the VP debate, with a big lipstick smile, declaring that she knew many gay people even as she said she did not support gay marriage? (Biden doesn't either, but at least his party doesn't regularly demagogue the issue or use code like "gay agenda.")
Time and again (in fact on Dirty Harry's site at the moment) you can see right-wing people saying that just because you have gay people in your life whom you love doesn't mean you should support gay marriage or gay adoption or teaching children that there is nothing intrinsically wrong with homosexuality. Well yes, goddamn it, that is precisely what it means. It is a crying shame that Milk isn't alive to tell them so.
Anyway. Good to get that off my chest. Yes, I will go see the movie. And I can't wait to get re-acquainted with The Boys in the Band. Filmbrain and I were discussing that one just the other day.
Posted by: Campaspe | November 11, 2008 at 09:33 AM
P.S. Thank you, Glenn, for defending Murder, She Wrote. Your courage enables me to declare my own undying love for Jessica Fletcher.
Posted by: Campaspe | November 11, 2008 at 09:46 AM
@Campaspe: Well, you see, you kind of prove my point. If one person can stand up for Jessica Fletcher, that will give another person the courage to do the same, and then another, and another...
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | November 11, 2008 at 11:59 AM
The comments on DH's site are pretty terrifying. DH himself bleats that he's a "great friend to the gay man" but if Prop 8 didn't pass, "The leftists wouldn't stop there!"
Posted by: Dan Coyle | November 11, 2008 at 01:30 PM
Glenn, it is true, we need to stand up and be counted because there is nothing shameful about our feelings. And Dan, perhaps DH has a point because I would gladly impose respect for Murder, She Wrote if only I could appoint the judges to do it by fiat.
And I wouldn't stop there, oh no. Next up: Matlock.
Posted by: Campaspe | November 11, 2008 at 01:53 PM
"Milk" is well below average, unfortunately, even by the standards of the biopic genre. Like "Brokeback," it's too timid to please anyone, let alone change hearts and minds; let's let that misguided way of looking at movies die with Stanley Kramer.
To bring things full circle, I just caught the opener of a "Murder, She Wrote" episode (Sally Kellerman, Penny Fuller, etc). Anyway, just as I was wondering how I watched this show as a kid, Gary Beach from the stage version of "The Producers" came swanning on and dithered for quite a while, Franklin Pangborn-style. Cut to Angela Lansbury, lowering her gaze, amused but embarrassed.
So, yes, even though it pains me to say it: Jessica Fletcher, Homophobe.
Posted by: Dan Callahan | November 11, 2008 at 02:28 PM
And since J. Michael Straczynski wrote for both MSW and the script for Changeling...
Posted by: Dan Coyle | November 11, 2008 at 04:19 PM
Haven't seen it yet so this is just a hunch, but I think Gus Van Sant may have tried a dialectical approach. Realizing flinging his totally gay sensibility at a totally gay subject may not yield the best results, maybe you can feel him straining to take a more moderate hand to the wheel and just make a movie for everybody?
Also, I think "agenda" and "liberal" are both words which cause great upset to their recipients when used by anyone else - but basically OK for them. Kind of like the way most gays I know approach "fag", actually.
Posted by: Steve | November 11, 2008 at 08:53 PM
I'm proud to be a liberal.
But I'm uncomfortable when right-wingers accuse me of having an "agenda".
What's more, I'd rather watch Poirot than Murder, She Wrote.
Posted by: Mike Grost | November 11, 2008 at 09:06 PM
I guess I'm wondering what MILK has to convey on the level of, y'know, -form-, and mise-en-scène; and when the conversation unreels wherein Smith chides Milk ("I'll punch somebody in the head for some cake"), what's the rhythm of the back-and-forth there; and also what's the use of music like, in the film.
Anyone?
Or will written things about the picture confine themselves on The Online and in print to pissing and moaning about the contours of the dramaturgy, and/or lauding the biopic'ish'ness uplift?
The image Glenn posted could have come straight out of PARANOID PARK (subjects pictured aside).
Posted by: craig keller. | November 12, 2008 at 01:29 AM
Just to get back for a moment to Glenn's homage to the lovely Leonard Frey. I just watched Boys in the Band again after a 20 year hiatus. It used to play on a double bill with, of all things, The Music Lovers at our local repertory cinema. Anyway, TCM showed it at about 1:00 am and I recorded it. What a joy! Especially Leonard Frey's nuanced and YES reptilian (in a good way) performance. Frey was splendid also in a short-lived sitcom called Best of the West. He was all Snidely Whiplash meets Franklin Pangborn.
Posted by: Terry | November 12, 2008 at 12:26 PM
I have vivid childhood memories of seeing Frey as a moustache-twirling villain in a 1970s sitcom called "Best of the West." He was considerably more charming and funny than the straight lead in the show, sort of a 70s analogue for Alan Rickman's performances in "Die Hard" and "Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves," wherein the character actor villain steals the show from the action hero.
I haven't IMDB'd this yet to be sure, but I think this is accurate.
Keep up the great work, Glenn.
Posted by: Lee | November 13, 2008 at 04:09 PM
Make that 1981. And make it a mustache-twirling villain.
http://www.sitcomsonline.com/photopost/showphoto.php/photo/40912/cat/1451
Posted by: Lee | November 13, 2008 at 04:11 PM