Rainbow Pride

For those who didn't get the hidden allusion in the title...

I finally managed to catch Connie and Carla last Friday afternoon. "Women dressed as men dressed as women!" The basic premise of the story is that Connie and Carla dream of making it big singing show tunes in dinner theatres. One day, they witness their boss getting shot by some gangsters and they run, not knowing that their boss had secreted a bag of cocaine in their purse.

Looking for a place to hide, with no culture, no music and no theatres, as Carla puts it, they therefore end up in Los Angeles. :) There, Connie gets the idea of hiding out as drag queens, and they audition for a pub. Soon, they become sensations, probably because no one could imagine a guy/girl could sing like them.

The best thing is that the girls, with their outrageous show personalities, manage to fit in perfectly into their role as drag queens. They are sharp, campy, and have a f**k-you attitude that is to die for, dahling. Hence, they fit in just fine with the other sharp, campy, f**k-you drags. :)

The plot itself is predictable. You know Connie will fall in love with David Duchovny, ( He of the Fox Mulder fame. Oh, how long it took him to get back to screen! ) you know everything will work out fine, you know the girls will have to reveal their secret identities at the end. So what's the draw for this movie? Watching the gays and the transvestites in it. :D

Gawds! Those guys were hilarious! Like the first time C&C are introduced to these 4 guys, who come in, look at their sparse apartment, and declare "decorating time!" and then turn their apartment into something out of Martha Stewart's Home Living. *flicks a limp wrist* Be-yoo-tiful, dahling. Check out the guys in the audience, who wear pink tank tops and belly-button baring tanks, and who can barely hold back their emotions after the girls finish singing.

Or the drag queens, who dress up in their outrageous costumes and makeup, and who probably act more feminine than I do most of the time. :p "Oh, I hate you!" "Oh dear, oh dear, where's my lipstick?" "Are you all right? Do you need company?" *accompanied by sincere, caring glance* Gawds! They're so campy! You almost pity David Duchovny, who has to make a wrenching decision between his disapproving fiancee ( "Jeff, they're freaks..." ) and his cross-dressing brother. ( "This is who I am. You can't just pick the parts of me to like." ) Especially the scene when his full-dragged up brother walks in one direction away and his stern fiancee walks away in another and he's uncomfortably stuck in the middle, not knowing which side to follow.

Of course, this movie being the predictable type, you know that eventually he will acknowledge his brother.

So not to sound homophobic or prejudiced or anything, but I think the main draw of the movie is to laugh at the gays and the drag queens in it. ( Sorry to any gays or trans out there ) Their performance is superbly hilarious, and more than offsets the predictability of the show. ( Though even the ending was a bit much for me )

Girls' Nite Out

The rest of the night was spent over dinner and shopping with Necroz. High levels of oxytocin were probably in play last night, as we dined over sushi, gossiped, ( "So is your boss as cheekopek as ever?" "You mean he hasn't made a move yet??" ) and then made a beeline for the shopping.

Sometimes, in my single mode, and out with another single female, I wonder why some attached women like to drag their boyfriends along on shopping trips with them. Having shopped with both guys and gals, I say the experience of shopping with gals is way more fun. There's some kind of shopping high when both of you squeal over the same cute bra and run to the changing room to try it in together. ( In separate rooms of course ) Or when you try on new clothes, and step out and ask each other for opinions. ( "You need a larger size for that" ) There are just some stuff that a female friend is likely to tell you, rather than a male friend.

Compare: Shopping partners Necroz ( typical single female shopping partner ) and Turtle ( typical unwilling male shopping partner )

You see a sale in one of your favourite shops.

With N: "OMG, there's a sale!" "That shirt is so cute! Let's go in!" "Yah! Let's go!"

With T: "OMG, there's a sale!" T's shoulders slump, face falls, bored expression shows. "Ha? Another one?"

You take a few items into the changing room, and wear them outside for opinions.

With N: "How does this shirt look?" "Too tight" "This one?" "No leh, colour not nice" "This one?" "Yah! That one looks good!"

With T: "How does this shirt look?" "Ok." "This one?" "Ok." "This one?" "Ok."

You are deciding which to buy.

With N: "This one?" "Hm, no leh, not that nice. Save your money." "This one?" "If you can find it in red, then buy it!" "This one?" "Yah! Get it! You look damn nice!"

With T: "This one?" "Buy so many clothes for what?? So ex some more! Save your money for something else lah!"

You see................

But then again, I suppose the advantage of an unwilling male shopping partner is that his bored mood will lessen your enjoyment at the shopping experience, and hence prevent you from shopping too much and swiping your card too often. ;)