A list of movies I’ve always wanted other people to buy me
Paris Is Burning: I first saw this when I was fifteen and spending a lot of time with Kim at her local video store. I think she used to work there or something, but she had a milk crate to sit on. I think I may have asked one of the guys to go to prom with me, but he may have been unavailable, gay, or both. I don’t remember why he went. BUT ANYWAY: this movie defines fierceness. If I ever went to graduate school, it would probably be in cinema studies so I could write my dissertation on this movie.
Metropolitan: What it’s like to be an outsider on the Upper East Side, or anywhere else. So I’m not a white red-headed boy from the Upper West Side trying to fit in with a bunch of post-boarding school socialites and various hangers-on, but sometimes I feel in my soul of souls that I am, in fact, Tom Townsend.
The West Wing – The Complete Series Collection: I kept watching, even after series creator Aaron Sorkin left to… do whatever. I don’t remember why he left, but what’s important is that the magic and the snark and the pedi-conferencing didn’t leave when he did. Also, Bradley Whitford? Adorable.
Strangers on a Train: The perfect mix of hilarious and scary. Okay, maybe scary not so much as suspenseful. Seriously — the scene with the tennis match where all the spectators’s heads are moving, following the ball, except for Bruno’s, who’s fixated on Guy?