#7, Bully

So to celebrate the final weekday of my Spring Break, I checked out what was playing at the Angelika and wound up treating myself to a little double feature. For my first film of the day, I selected one that I had already heard about:

#7: Bully (2011, documentary)

I first heard about this movie when I got e-mails from organizations like Change.org petitioning its R rating, which essentially barred one of the biggest, most important target audiences from seeing it. And yet, at the same time, I think that this rating made way more of a statement than a film or a person ever could:

What these 10-16-year-olds are subjected to, on a daily basis, is not appropriate for children and young teens to see or hear.

That said, the rating was bogus, totally missed the point of the film and I'm glad it was reduced to PG-13.

Onto my experience watching the film, well ... this review says it a lot better than I ever could. The narrative bounces from character to character with no real rhyme or reason. It doesn't flow well like a documentary should and this does impact its emotional viability.

Maybe I should be grateful for that, because I was a wreck while watching this, crappy flow and all. I agree with the above-linked article again that Kelby, a 16-year-old lesbian from a small Oklahoma town, and her parents share one of the most compelling stories. It is fascinating to hear them describe their evolution from selective biblical literalist Sunday School teachers to parents who defend and attempt to protect their daughter.

Without a doubt, the most gut-wrenching story belongs to Alex and the adults who have failed him every step of the way. I'm going to venture that Alex's experience reflects what most bullying looks like: largely psychological (when he says things like "You're my buddy ... right?" he receives answers like "I'm not your buddy. I will fuck you up."), not "seriously" physical (he is never left bloody) and often shrugged off as "kids will be kids."

As a teacher, the most heartbreaking, upsetting thing was watching the administrators at his school be so utterly useless to stop what is happening. Here's the thing about administrators: they have A LOT of discretion regarding discipline. I believe, without a doubt, that Alex was visibly bullied in and around school and that the administration did nothing about it. This happens for all kinds of reasons -- from a desire to have cleaner disciplinary records to a simple lack of time or energy to deal with nonphysical incidents. It's really wrong, though. I think we're at a point where we've seen enough proof that bullying causes serious, lasting emotional damage and needs to be addressed IMMEDIATELY.

Alex never shared what was going on with his parents, having learned early on that if you simply shut off your emotions, the tough stuff becomes a lot more bearable. He explains some of this here (you should also watch this because Anderson Cooper is a beautiful human). While his mother seemed fairly certain that there was some pretty serious stuff going on, without him telling her she was powerless to do anything. His father, however, was clearly of the mindset that if only Alex would stand up for himself, his problems would be solved.

Finally, the bullying escalated to the point that the documentary crew had to share footage with both Alex's parents and school administration, out of fear for his safety. This lead to two big things:

1. There was an amazing scene between his parents, where his mother expresses deep grief, feeling like a horrible, negligent parent. While she recognizes that there wasn't much she could do because Alex NEVER expressed the extent of the problem, she still feels heartbroken on behalf of her son. She then explains to her husband that the only thing worse for Alex than enduring that at school/on the bus must be having to tell his father. It is kind of intoned that if his father would be more emotional, Alex might be able to open up more at home. It was a great, great moment ... and it made me forget my earlier anger with the father.

2. The parents immediately came to school. The AP they talked to doled out some of the foulest CYA politician BULLSHIT I have ever seen. While to satiate Alex's family (and, I'm sure, the film crew) they did track down some of the worst offenders and make threats about what would happen if they bothered Alex again, the administration took ZERO responsibility for the school culture they created. Here is the bottom line: if you create a school culture in which bullying is not only punished by staff, but in which it is not accepted by students ... then you've got your job done for you. The message that this incompetent administration has given students is: DON'T GET CAUGHT BULLYING. And that is why it continues. Kids are smart enough to know the differences.

I watched the same administrator deal with several other students and she always seemed to blame the victim because it was easier. While I'm sure my view is skewed and only partial, I want that lady fired.

Final Grade: B

#5, Waste Land

#5, Waste Land (2010, documentary)

These are just placeholding notes.

- love: concept
- love: Muniz
- love: what responsibility does the artist know the people he exalts? lingering impact?
- love: proud does not mean happy; it's important to look closer

Final Grade: A

#3, Girl 27

As you might be able to tell, I am on break from work again, which means MOVIES (two of these I actually watched back in February but am just now writing up)! Tomorrow I am finally going to see The Hunger Games, so expect a post from me then! (Who am I talking to, exactly?)

#3: Girl 27 (2007, documentary)

I love the classic Old Hollywood era -- or rather, I love its mystique. I love the glamor and glitz and the world of ladies and gentlemen and high society. Of course, like all beautiful and iconic things, this image takes a lot of work to manage and maintain.

Girl 27 tells the story of what MGM execs were willing to do to preserve that image. In this documentary, extra Patricia Douglas exposes how she and many other young girls trying to break into the industry were tricked into attending an industry event (they believed they were going to a casting call), where she was forced to drink alcohol and ultimately raped. This is obviously an event from which she never recovered -- as she lived out the rest of her life very reclusively. She summoned all of the courage she had to pursue justice and was failed not only by a corrupt legal system but also by the all-powerful MEDIA. She was slandered left and right and ultimately shamed into obscurity.

Not only does the filmmaker paint a complex view of MGM at the height of its power, he also paints a portrait of a woman (and family) destroyed by that very same power. When Whitney Houston died two months ago, Dr. Drew (formerly of Loveline, currently seems to be marketing himself as an addiction specialist) made a lot of talkshow/CNN rounds. The best thing he said was in response to a question about why so many celebrities wind up with serious addictions. He explained how celebrities do not have the same consequences for bad behavior that the rest of us do. That is why Lindsay Lohan continues to flail about. I found myself thinking of this lack of consequences as I digested Girl 27 -- how much wrongdoing people are willing to ignore in the face of celebrity

Final Grade: B
This was very interesting and the story was compelling. At times, the pacing was very slow and I'm not sure when/if I'll ever want to watch it again but I was very emotionally involved as a viewer.

#2, One Nation Under God

Look at me, two new movies in ONE DAY! Can you tell I've reached the point in my February vacation that I actually have to get work done ... and have somehow convinced myself that rejuvenating this blog -- a task that requires deviations along the lines of watching a movie or 10 -- is a viable reason not to be working on stuff that I really should? Can you? Because that is totally what has happened here.

#2: One Nation Under God (1993, documentary)

This is a really great look at ministries and even secular groups that have tried to cure people of homosexuality. The structure is largely chronological and there are equal parts video footage and talking heads. The film seems to center partially around the story Gary Cooper and Michael Bussee, two founding members of the uber-creepy Exodus group, who fell in love, renounced Exodus and lived a beautiful life together until Cooper died in 1991.

The directors did a really great job of framing and exploring the issue, as the film moved from historic perspectives through the changing thoughts from psychology -- then into the HOW (info on the therapy itself) -- then into the bigger issues: the effects of ex-gay therapy, how it promotes further homophobia, lgbt community as scapegoats and how homosexuality has been sort of co-opted by the Right Wing.

There were several aha! moments that made me punch the air triumphantly, the biggest one being where several people began explaining homophobia as a true extension of sexism. Very early on in the film, a clear cut distinction was made between sexual orientation and sexual behavior, and how we can change the latter but not the former. The homophobia-sexism connection was one I struggled with when I first heard about it years ago and the behavior/orientation distinction is one that I have noticed a lot of people don't seem to GET right away ... and the film does a really nice job of breaking down these ideas (and many other) so they really make sense. Masterful!

While the bias on the part of the filmmakers was obvious and evident (and also correct; they find conversion therapy as ridiculous as all intelligent people do), it was just as obvious that the directors sought out people to speak from both sides.

Final Grade: A-
This is actually something I would use as a teaching aid, if I were teaching any sort of civil rights/lgbt history/psychology class. It's concise (only 83 minutes!), basic and lets the viewer do a lot of the thinking. It's nearly 20 years later, so I would love to see an update. A lot has changed in our world in the past 20 years (plus: I'd love to see them tear Michelle Bachman and her malarky apart).