So apparently in Tagolog movies, it’s okay to call someone a “faggot” in a PG movie.
As a joke, my girlfriend and I rented this Filipino movie called “Bromance.” Here are the highlights:
1:23 minutes into the movie there are two bloody baby dicks in the shot. Seconds later, a CGI gay baby covered in blood, winks, makes a duck-face and does all this while limp-wristed.
In the first ten minutes, I counted over five derogatory terms for gay people. There are literal hate crimes against gay people that are treated as cute sit-com type jokes.
After a while I couldn’t even watch the movie. It got too… Offensive. Even for me. I thought it would be a fun little game to make fun of a bad movie, but there were so many blatantly ignorant things that the movie became genuinely unenjoyable. Perhaps this comes down to the cultural difference and my misunderstanding of the “Bakla” sub-culture, but it seemed to me that the film treated gay men as though they were actually women.
For instance: The main character, impersonating his gay brother, is surprised by the brothers boyfriend. In order to not be intimate or affectionate with the man, the main character asserts that it is simply “his time of the month.” The boyfriend buys it.
There was that underlying assumption, that that was a real thing that a homosexual man went through.
On top of all that, the sheer volume of “comedic” violence against the gay characters is mind-boggling. In the opening sequence, there is a “joke” where the gay brother, unable to control his sexual aggression (another weird stereotype that is never really addressed as being other than completely true) wanders into the men’s locker room and starts fondling men. They figure out what he’s doing and chase him out. The gay brother then crosses paths with the straight brother, and the men proceed to beat the shit out of the straight brother. There is a wah-wah moment and then the montage moves along with the literal hate crime being reduced to a badly done graphic that makes everything look like the page of a scrap book.
Ah yes. Scrap booking hate crimes and gay bashing…
I’m very tempted to see what other weird cultural differences exist between American and Filipino films, but at the same time I am horrified to see what cultural differences there may be.
Sorry guys, don’t know how to be positive about this one. Love you though!
Eric Wong is a writer and comedian. He doesn’t understand.