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![]() CRUISING USA, 1980 Director: William Friedkin Stars: Al Pacino, Paul Sorvino, Karen Allen Ten years after he made the equally - and just as unfairly - ostracised The Boys In The Band, William Friedkin, director of The Exorcist, made Cruising. But like Basic Instinct and The Silence of the Lambs, Cruising is a movie that was turned into a gay rights object by misguided, panic-button gay activists, not by its content. I saw Cruising for the first time in 2003, and I couldnt work out what the fuss was about. This is a pretty plain film, ruined by strange climax choices, murky lighting (blame the gays, see below) and bad editing, that's good for a squiz at seventies leather bars and Al Pacino disco dancing on poppers, but not a great deal else. If the characters and the killers hadnt been gay, Cruising wouldnt have won much notoriety at all, for its a pretty average thriller, lacking the class of Friedkin's aforementioned pair of blue-ribbon classics. At best, if it hadnt been set upon when it was released, it might have become a quiet cult film due to its oddness, and its interrogation scene involving a seven foot tall black bodybuilder in a g-string. Gay activist critics of Cruising claimed that its hard-edged portrayal of the gay leather scene confirmed that film makers were ignorant and hateful of gays, and, worse, that the movie's content would inflame public gay hate and misunderstanding. However nothing in Cruising struck me as being unusual, biased or unfairly critical. Some guys do get leathered up on a Saturday night, take heaps of drugs and get fisted in slings while others watch. Isn't part of the thrill of hardcore sex the fact that you’re going right to the edge of your physical and mental limits, a volatile place where injury lurks? Speaking for myself, I’d shit myself if I found myself in a bar like this, and I’m gay. What’s so strange about depicting the gay/leather club scene as a hard-edged, threatening place, when, for many people, me included, that’s exactly what it is? The tone of Cruising isn’t evidence of rivers of dark hatred and ignorance, it's actually closer to documentary. Unfortunately, and again, like Basic Instinct and Silence of the Lambs, the fuss made over the film only fulfills its own prophecy, and brings the negativity to life. In Cruising, there is no direct connection between the killer and his homosexuality, not directly. Nothing in the film suggests that any of the hundreds of patrons inside the leather bars could potentially grab a knife and start carving each other up, in fact, several scenes show a community that is highly organised and full of aware, intelligent and stable adults. Bear in mind that that the bar scenes were filmed on location with real leather queens playing themselves, and one scene involves a suspicious looking Pacino booted out by diligent bouncers who sense he’s not one of the crowd. Review by Mark Adnum
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