enricioni’s review published on Letterboxd:
Watched for the 2021 Queer Film Challenge
A film directed by Kenneth Anger.
(category from a previous edition of this challenge, replacing a film directed by Eloy de la Iglesia, which I can't easily access)
This was my first Anger, and it was revelatory. At least the first 20 minutes, before a certain German dictator shows up, and the editing gets choppier and less coherent. It:
(1) helped me connect a few dots in my evolving understanding of my own sexuality;
(2) took me back to being an introverted teenager who had a different set of cultural references from my peers and collected and displayed all kinds of crap in order to signal this (what would I have made of this film when I was 16? honestly, who knows, but I like to think it would have accelerated the rate at which I have been sloughing off all the homophobia and heteronormativity I absorbed growing up);
(3) felt like discovering a Rosetta stone for early Todd Haynes (I'm really curious to rewatch Poison now) and early John Waters (the intercutting of scenes from an old Jesus film and homoerotic imagery must have been an inspiration for the infamous rosary sequence in Multiple Maniacs, right?);
(4) led me to a few hours of cinematic bliss, moving from one Anger film to the next, each feeling like a shiny but strange gem from a dusty trunk I had found in some attic and only just decided to open to see what's inside: Fireworks, Puce Moment, Kustom Kar Kommandos, Lucifer Rising, and Invocation of My Demon Brother.