| "the
movie is a fine, terrifying tragic poem that is also, at times
subversively funny" New Yorker
"brave,
devastating" Time Out
"strikingly
shot and tautly structured" Total
Film
"as
fascinating as it is darkly disturbing" Empire |
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An
exceptionally powerful, beautifully acted film containing a stunning
reminder to us of how hellish life can be in an intolerant society
where man finds it all too convenient to sit in judgment of another.
The movie is all the more searing in its impact as its based on
cold hard facts. Brandon Teena, on whom the film is based, was a
real person whose frail life was brutally snatched away by the regressive
forces of intolerance and it didn't happen in prehistoric current
Afghanistan but in America as recently as the mid 90's.
Teena was a complete tomboy of a girl living in Trashville (Nebraska)
USA with a burning desire to be a boy, not a girl. In the opening
credit sequence we are shown Teena transforming into Brandon by
cropping her hair and stuffing a sock down her trousers. She tries
her luck at the local fleapit bar but ends up fleeing as the façade
is discovered. Teena is thus on the LAM - running from her growing
record as a petty criminal as well as the suffocating web of intolerance
that is determined to view her as a freak and a sickness. In one
way she is also on the run from a town that has now discovered that
she is not indeed a man, but a girl pretending to be a man, running
from her female identity.
After a brawl in another hell hole of a bar somewhere in the blighted
industrial wasteland of America, Brandon hooks up with a group of
partying white trash where "his" façade seems to hold up and people
don't have any idea of his "other", previous life. Life in the guise
of Brandon is better than ever and the bliss is complete when he
falls in love with Lana, a girl with a dead end job in a dead end
town with a dead end life. As their relationship blossoms Lana experiences
through Brandon's sensitivity a warmth and passion that has her
glowing with a new found desire for life. Lana begins to dare to
dream of a life away from the dregs that she finds herself in at
Falls City, her hometown. Brandon holds the key to a better life
for her yet she senses that there is something different about him,
but so what.
The film gains suspense and tension as the audience waits for the
inevitable to happen. The question is , when will Brandon's façade
be discovered and how will the forces of intolerance react to the
discovery that Brandon has been living a lie. The film is unflinching,
brutally honest and ultimately very hard hitting. Brandon's world
is swallowed up by despair as gradually the secret is revealed and
her "identity" discovered through a horrifying and brutally harrowing
scene where the two goons Brandon had befriended decide to make
a physical inspection of their own.
Boys Don't Cry makes compelling viewing but it is not a pretty
sight. The backdrop is America at its lowest ebb. A blitzed, run
down, punch drunk town with a dazed community rife with poverty
and crime, chaos and disorder. Far worse than this is the level
of intolerance and blind hatred that pervades the society. A beautiful,
radiant, if clearly imperfect flower blossoms in the form of Brandon
Teena, but it is soon horribly suffocated by the winds of intolerance
that blow through this wretched community.
There is no reason for room for beauty, vitality, individuality
or indeed for love int his atmosphere and like Romeo and Juliet
were hounded to their demise, it is a similar tragic fate that awaits
our doomed couple. Hilary Swank has given a phenomenal performance
as Brandon Teena. She is nothing less that sensational. Her acting
during and following the tortuous rape scene is truly fantastic
and she thoroughly deserved her Oscar ahead of the brilliant Benning
from American Beauty. This is a very important breakthrough
movie which needs to be seen especially in societies where the glorious
concept of tolerance - the essence of any civilized society - has
been almost completely forgotten and replaced with iron like rigidity,
dogma, narrow-mindedness and hatred. Boys Don't Cry is essential
viewing.
  
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