Greetings, G'dayers
Can't tell you how pleased I was to log on and find an Aussie thread
. While we're all here for the same reason, it's going to be great to chat to others in the Land That DVD's Forgot.
FTR, I'm 42, married, 2 kids, live in Blue Mountains. I've seen BBM 5 times at cinema, and about 5 on DVD (I ordered mine from Amazon and got it a week after it was released in the States). My obsession kicked in a few hours after viewing #1, and grew steadily 'worse'. I consider myself very lucky indeed, to have three dear friends who share my obsession, and a husband who tolerates what I chose to allow him to see of it
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Brianr, it would appear we're neighbours. I read your posts with great interest my dear, and you have me wondering if our beloved mountains aren't harbouring more than the national per capita average of Brokeaholics! Would probably be quite fitting if so - given we're all a bunch of raving lefty liberals who love nature
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Isn't it fabulous to know we get another turn (or two, or seven) at seeing our film on the big screen - and not just one big screen either! I'm already locked in to go to G'brook next wednesday, so will now work on getting up to the other venue as well. I'm VERY curious to see just how many turn up to G'brook, and what demographic they are etc. We must compare notes in this regard! Hey, just had a funny thought ..... I can see myself trying to identify you in the cinema crowd. I have nothing to go on of course, but any male over the age of 50 is going to be fair game I think
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Aussie Bloke, hello to you! Your lifestyle sounds idyllic - especially the bit about the kelpie - I have two of the brown devils myself
. We've recently move to the Mtns after many years on an acreage down on the plains, and another SNAP, we also lived in a relocated house! Are you on tank water there? And what do you teach? These and other things we must know!
I like your idea for a BBQ or some sort of get-together. It's starting to look as tho it's possible for the east coast at least. Certainly I'd be in anything that could be arranged, assuming him-indoors gives me a leave pass
. Might take some organising, and some thought on location etc, but we can make it happen, surely!
Hi to all the other G'dayers. Will try to keep up with the thread and get to know you all a bit better!
In closing, I'd like to talk a little about my recent BBM 'stuff'. Last weekend we went to a big agricultural show about 40 mins away (Brianr, that'd be Hawskbury, in case yr wondering. Put it in yr diary for next year, for the following reasons). We ostensibly went to give our kids more exposure to the particular brand of entertainment that an ag show is, and to catch up with some horse world friends. Can I just say that at one point, there was Ennis' and Jacks from horizon to horizon. I actually had to sit down for a bit there, since the old legs were getting way too wobbly for further ambulation. I've always been fond of a bit of visual stimuli in the form of good looking cowboys peering out from under stetson brims, but this was another kettle of boys altogether. There was an unnatural preponderance of handsome faces and glorious behinds clad in Wranglers. I was forced to wonder whether or not some of these lads had secretly seen BBM and decided to up the ante, glamour wise
. Either way, a fine time was had by yours truly
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On a bleaker note, I stupidly read some really awful reviews of BBM that had hid themselves in a batch of glowing ones. I tell ya, these guys (and they were almost ALL written by gay males) seemed to miss the point entirely, and harped on about it setting the gay agenda back 30 years. They took great pains to point out that 1960's rural men could and did live together, ergo the whole premis of BBM was inaccurate and diabolically designed to incite further misunderstanding, etc etc, ad nauseum. HELLO, boys, maybe OTHER gay men lived together, but these two didn't because ENNIS was one of them. The point of the exercise was to tell a story about ONE particular gay man's journey, not the journey of all rural 1960's gay men. Lordy me but some folk are slappable. Anyhoo, it all depressed me so much that I was COMPELLED to stay up til midnight last night watching it again. It's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it.
Cheers
w