Right from the get-go, Rocketman steps out as a musical, focusing on fun rather than facts.
Boy Erased avoids the bombast and dramatisation that might be expected from its subject matter, instead opting for modest authenticity.
There’s much to recommend The Miseducation of Cameron Post, but on the whole it feels too dramatically inert.
If there’s any justice, Love, Simon will be a trailblazer. Not just for mainstream gay films, but for a rom-com revival.
We’re past halfway through the 2018 Brisbane Queer Film Festival, and so far I’ve been lucky enough to see three films from the program – one disappointing, one decent, one exceptional.
Call Me By Your Name is less a love story than a cinema of sensation: the tenderness of touch, the sheen of sweat, the cool calm of water.
This lesbian romance looks very ‘indie’ – gauzy light streaming into the camera, flashes of Instagram expressionism – but avoids cliché.