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So, my friends forced me to watch this movie and I was prepared for an artsy film with high philosophy and low interest. Instead I found myself captivated by the "documentary" approach. Daria's "trial" was a unique way to air the varied questions and challenges that face the lesbian community and individuals as they attempt to define themselves without limiting their possibilities. Max and Eli's exploration of love and relationships was equally entertaining, combining a look at what it means to be committed (Eli's "girlfriend" that she hadn't seen for years and Max's search for someone.) And the nail clipping scene was just the right touch of the absurd to make the moment feel like something that could happen rather than something that belongs only in the world of Hollywood fantasy.
I was really glad to finally see a lesbian movie that wasn't silly, stereotypical womyn-identified soft porn or obvious pandering to het men. Go Fish is funny, the women in it are like women we actually know or would want to know, and the characters have a healthy range of attitudes about sex. One commenter here observed that Go Fish portrays the lesbian community as hating bisexual women and any woman who tries to move in the lesbian community and also has any attraction to men, or would consider having sex with a man. I felt that the scene the commenter was talking about was an obvious social criticism of lesbian communities that have this reaction to women in their community who "go to the other side." I definitely recommend this movie to anyone who wants more from gay cinema than "Jeffrey," and is tired of the lame gestures toward lesbians usually offered.
I agree with Holly on all points - the only thing I would add is that the acting was in general horrible and the story boring and pointless. I saw no point in the movie - the reviews seemed to suggest comedy? There was none.
I didn't like this movie much at all. It took itself too seriously. I hate
that. Also, none of the actresses could really act. It felt like they were
reading their lines. They didn't put much emotion into their
It was like a really bad dream that wouldn't end and seemed far longer than 84 minutes.
I wanted so badly for this movie to be good.
But it's terrible. The acting was awful, to begin with. Max (Guinevere Turner) is the only person onscreen with any semblance of acting ability, but it's possible that I was merely distracted by her prettiness. The characters are strange and difficult to relate to, except perhaps again the central character Max. The film tries so hard to be arty and highbrow, but succeeds only in being pretentious and utterly ridiculous. Skip this one. Sigh.
This indie lesbian love story made a splash at its New York premiere, and
the writer/star is a friend of Kevin Smith's, so I was really interested. It
was a big disappointment. First of all, it's SO indie that it's like
watching a home movie, which gets on my nerves. So indie that the filmmakers
obviously used their friends as `actors,' lending an irritating stiffness to
the delivery. The `love story' is utterly inexplicable, as two women who
have nothing in common become interested in one another apparently for the
sole reason that their mutual friends are pushing them together. We never
see why these two fall in love, our pretty, hip heroine and her ugly, dour,
repressed object of interest. Even the writer/star (Guinevere Turner) can't
figure it out, as the scenes of the two getting to know each other have no
dialogue - they simply show the two talking while music plays. The rest of
the `lesbian drama' is bland and oppressive.
I'm curious as to why Go Fish has so much in common with the excellent comic strip/soap opera Dykes to Watch Out For, including four major characters, one setting, and two major plot points. Alison Bechdel's strip pre-dates this movie, so I wonder
Even if you live in Park Slope, and your idea of a big time is a cup of herbal tea, a Sweet Honey in the Rock CD, and a curl-up with a volume of Audre Lorde, this suicide-inducing lesbian indie will probably have you craving a late Steven Seagal feature, a chili dog, and a six pack of Miller Genuine Draft. Characteristic moment: poker-faced non-actor erupts, "Hey you guys! Does our community really have to get down on an empowered woman who's in charge of her sexuality?"
If you rented this movie to be swept away into the world of girl-love, than prepare for a fall. A bit on the artsy side, this film leaves you begging for more. Yes, you have the occasional scene where the slightest glimmer of hope appears, leaving you to think that all is not lost. But wait, it's gone too soon! Rose Troche has created an unimaginative movie that, like it's black and white quality, shows the audience that lesbians are confused, desperate women who prosecute one another if one of them shows an interest (heavens forbid!) in a guy. Plus, these women are portrayed as creatures who care nothing about their partner's looks and interests, so long as they are women and in charge of the "right" equipment. Where are these ideas coming from? This movie is boring, and feeds the stereo-type that all lesbians are man-hating, butch-looking, and boring. Ummmm....next?
Rose Troche's understanding of film language brings this film about lesbians looking for true romance up to the level of mediocrity--otherwise, it would be virtually unwatchable. Troche's eye and odd sense of what is important on the screen (the scene transitions are especially weird) transcend some horribly amateurish acting and writing. (The screenplay is by the director and her star, Guinevere Turner.) The film makes every effort to come across as a simple story with characters who just happen to be gay but is continually compromised by ponderous lesbian polemics that sap whatever sweetness the story tries to put across. Turner has a kind of toothy charm that reminds one of a more compact Geena Davis but Troche never instructs her to slow down enough so that her lines have some kind of impact. The rest of the cast seems to be doing it only as a labor of love.
While the technical quality of the movie may be way less than perfect,
it was a NO budget, non-professional, low tech movie which managed to
capture and gives voice to a lot of issues that face young queer women.
I really identified with a lot of the women in the movie and saw many
women I knew as well as the queer scene I was a part of in the
early/mid nineties. There is one scene in particular where Max does a
free-form thought bit in a wedding dress that I still think back to on
a regular basis and which actually made me gasp the first time I saw
Virtually all, if not all, of the actors involved (and writers and director) were first timers. Given that, and the year, I think this film deserves more credit than it has been given by a lot of the commentators on this forum.
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