Showing posts with label Sasha Calle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sasha Calle. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 16, 2025

The Gay Horses They Rode In On

Speaking of gay movies (though, I think without any Ken Kesey references this time), “On Swift Horses” gives queers a cornucopia of choices. It feels a bit like a pansexual “Brokeback Mountain” – but mostly just because of the horses and gayness. The film, which stars Daisy Edgar-Jones, Jacob Elordi, Will Poulter and out queer actors Sasha Calle and Kat Cunning. Feels like this is gonna be a heartbreaker. But, you know, attractive people being horny for each other in extremely gay ways, well, that’s always a way straight to this gay heart.

Wednesday, February 15, 2023

That Girl is Super

Dammit, dammit, dammit. I am going to have to find a way to watch stupid “The Flash” movie after all. Not for that abusive POS Ezra Miller (who, oh goodie, we get double of in the movie). But for Supergirl. Specifically angry, short-haired brunette Supergirl as played by Sasha Calle. Like, hello.

Given how indescribably awful most of the DCEU has been (except for its two female-directed franchises - “Wonder Woman” from Patty Jenkins and “Birds of Prey” from Cathy Yan), I actually am pretty sure I don’t need to actually watch the movie. Hopefully some lesbian somewhere will make a supercut of all the Supergirl (and, if that’s your thing, Michael Keaton as Batman) so we can enjoy it without supporting an abuser. Please, I’m begging someone to do it for the (lesbian) culture.

Now, I’ve always loved Superman. And one of my favorite early cinematic memories was going to see the first Supergirl movie in the theaters. I had a bit of an unrealized crush on Helen Slater (“The Legend of Billie Jean” was clearly a universal root for many a Gen Z baby dykes). I remember when we were leaving the theater after “Supergirl,” that I accidentally bumped the armrest causing it to fall off the chair. And my dad joked, “Look out, another Supergirl with super strength!” or something like that. And I felt like a superhero the rest of the day. It was a good day.

So, I have no idea what this new Supergirl will bring. I mean, I like the previews we have of her yelling and shooting eye lasers while sporting an alternative lifestyle haircut. And you know I support that. So rage on, Supergirl. If only the movie was about you, and not the guy who just runs really fast and also abuses people.