You're the only man that's ever touched me

You're the only man that's ever touched me.

this was genuinely moving

Was he really a virgin? They never explain why he doesn't like women. I'm pretty sure he was lying since it's heavily implied his dad touched him too making him gay.

What movie did you watch

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So he raped him, right?

>dude Sup Forums is always right lmao
Get back to the containment board you brown neo nazi

What the fuck is up with Sup Forumsweenies and gay rape?

The last act was great. But people are forgetting how poorly made the first two acts are. The camerawork is awful in the first act, blurry shit scenes, cringe scene with the camera spinning around 720 degrees while they are talking, terrible acting from the kids and from teen Chiron.

>Moonlight is structured in three parts, separating the case history of a black gay Florida youth into childhood, adolescence, and adulthood. Each phase is titled by nicknames — Little, Chiron, Black — that were bestowed and then, eventually, self-chosen so that identity becomes a matter of labels rather than “self-actualization,” the term social workers once preferred.

>To realize this fragmented character study, writer-director Barry Jenkins cast three different actors to portray each stage of scared, vulnerable, damaged masculinity. Seeing Little (Alex R. Hibbert) so oppressed by neighborhood bullies that he runs away hunched over and hides out in abandoned drug dens would break the heart of even the most insensitive racist homophobe, and that may essentially be Jenkins’s ideal audience. Moonlight pleads for pity for a gay, black character, and pity is always for the weak.

>Pity has made Moonlight the liberal cause for this movie season. Critics, festival programmers, and filmgoers who don’t usually bother with movies about blacks or gays have rallied in unanimous praise for this film that makes them feel not only sorry for blacks and gays but better about themselves. Their self-righteous “diversity” keeps to the surface of black and gay experience. In the hip-hop era, when Little becomes the teen Chiron (Ashton Sanders) and acts on his first crush with an experimenting schoolmate, he experiences humiliation and devastating betrayal. Later, as the bitter, insolent adult Black (Trevante Rhodes), Jenkins’s protagonist literally embodies a statistic — a frightening, miserable statistic who, we are meant to believe, has no sexual life, despite his overwhelming physical presence (eroticism mixed with threat), yet longs for the fulfillment denied him in youth. So he is the more to be pitied.

>The excessively charitable atmosphere at Moonlight’s New York Film Festival press screening led me to recall how Precious similarly won over a condescending audience. We are still mired in the Obama Effect of movies that congratulate patronizing racial attitudes. Through its gay element, Moonlight fits now-fashionable “intersectionality,” the academic term for colliding political identities that allow groups to assert special pleading above the regular economic, social, spiritual, romantic difficulties of everyday life.

>In Jenkins’s debut film, Medicine for Melancholy (2008), characters from San Francisco’s black bourgeoisie seemed to have no reason for being beyond their Millennial desire for elite status. But that was just before Obama’s election brought the idea of the black gentry into cultural favor. It’s not easy to tell whether Moonlight is more personal than that or whether Jenkins’s read of the times and its class fantasies is calculating — or just self-indulgent.

>On the plus side: Moonlight breaks through Hollywood’s benign neglect of African-American male sensitivity, which is usually displaced by macho stereotypes — the belligerent fronts typified by Denzel Washington and Samuel L. Jackson. But is Moonlight’s Trayvon Martin–type martyrdom any better? Moonlight offers the same horrible patronization that was celebrated with the recent re-issue of Portrait of Jason, the mawkish 1967 pseudo-documentary that exploited a black gay hustler, junkie, and alcoholic. Obama-era distributors and critics praised its scandale as “insight,” proving that black and gay film stereotypes have not changed for 50 years.

>The exhibitionism in Portrait of Jason was off-putting. It’s fascinating that, in Moonlight, Jenkins dares to treat the subject of his protagonist’s sex. Moonlight’s concluding scenes show a physical transformation through which Black (Rhodes) becomes a super-macho adult: muscular and foreboding on the outside but essentially a fawning, delicate, adolescent romantic inside. He’s still hungry for acceptance and a hug.

>Jenkins gets that hug from his mainstream sympathizers by appealing to their most banal sympathies. When Black, an ex-con turned drug dealer, gives in to a pathetic encounter with someone from his past, it’s scored to the anachronistic Barbara Lewis r&b hit “Hello, Stranger.” But the scene might have been richer had Black and his paramour reacted to a less maudlin pop artifact (Sylvester’s “Mighty Real,” Eddie Kendricks’s “Girl, You Need a Change of Mind,” LL Cool J’s “Jingling Baby”) that stimulated black gay consciousness.

>Moonlight easily plays into black and gay condescension. The fatherless Little, son of a single, crack-addict mother (Naomie Harris), finds a mentor in teasingly suave Juan (Mahershala Ali), who hides his own shady (bisexual?) nature. Juan recounts a Cuban matron’s maxim — “Black boys are blue in the moonlight” — that combines mystery with sentimentalizing mythos that Jenkins should reject. Andre Techine surpasses this in Being 17 when an alienated Algerian youth secludes himself, disrobes, and swims in the midnight blue waters of a French mountain lake — a superb visual image of romantic isolation. Jenkins does not achieve that level of personal awareness or poetic expression. Hinting at a boy’s desperation for fatherly guidance merely alludes to the social catastrophe that liberal apologists avoid when condescending to the culture’s diminishment of black males.

I agree about the camera in the first act. If it was just some random noname film I was watching at a festival I probably would have walked out.

>Instead of critiquing social traditions as Techine and Britain’s Terence Davies do in their great films about gay self-realization, Jenkins gets saccharine. Juan’s woman (played by neo-hip-hop singer Janelle Monáe) ingratiates herself to Little with the neo-Mammy bromide “There’s nothing but love and pride in this house.” A better film would show us rather than tell us. This is bathos. Moonlight’s best moments come in Little’s reaction to Juan’s affection, but later scenes of Chiron’s erotic confusion and Black’s maudlin self-pity (he wears muscular drag yet succumbs to weakness) insist that viewers feel sorry for black gay males. It’s nothing more than the vivisection of a political demographic.

Why do these niggers act as if they had white people emotions?

Why are people gay?

My personal experience: I developed some gay fantasies because I went to an all boys school and after school was afraid to talk to woman and was more comfortable about guys. But deep down I am not gay and am more attracted to woman (only thing that got me interested in a guy is if he had some female qualities like if he was feminen looking or transgendered).

Like I said: my illness of being a bit gay was due to me being antisocial around females.

I just don't understand though people who have no attraction to woman at all. It makes absolutely no sense.

I'm a fag cuz I can't stop fucking men

why is the dad driving on the right side of the car in an american ghetto? movie sucks

but why don't you find woman attractive? How can you prefer dick instead of a woman's breasts and cute feminen face?

I dunno.

But one of the major things that has nothing to do with physicality is that I've only ever met one woman who I wanted to spend my time with. Whereas there's a lot of guys who I'd love to spend my time with.

I agree with you that woman are far less social but still that doesn't make me want to make love to a guy over a woman. Despite me probs never finding the perfect woman, I will still prefer to be straight

I can't explain my libido user