Salmonberries (1991) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) and Tuna |
Quick, name a film about lesbian Eskimos. OK,
Salmonberries. Now name another. Actually, Trey Parker holds that all independent films are about gay cowboys eating jello. Here is the exception. It is about gay eskimos eating jelly. Not jello but jelly. Of such a daring reach outside the box is true genius born. The film begins with an old Eskimo making a long poetic ramble directly into the camera. The camera pulls back to show he is talking to the librarian in a one-room library in a god-forsaken settlement somewhere on the tundra. The wind howls outside, the snows swirl. A third person enters the picture, a young boy who insists that the librarian tell him about his origin. He was abandoned at birth, with only two small artifacts from his infancy to help identify him. He has an attitude, and the librarian's reluctance leads to an incident wherein the boy splatters books across the room. The librarian tells the boy that she'll call the sheriff, then turns her back. The boy disappears behind some stacks of books, and remerges stark naked. There is a point - a point of pride. The boy is a girl. |
The manly girl in question is played by uncloseted lesbian singer k.d.lang. |
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In the course of the film, the young
boy/girl finds out the truth about her origin, and the librarian also
finds out the secrets of her own past in Germany. In fact, they travel
together to Berlin to seek the librarian's roots. (I'm still trying to
figure out where the k.d. lang character copuld have gotten enough money to pay for those
tickets.) That's the basic outline of the film's plot. The mood of the film is dictated by the k.d. lang song "Barefoot", and the spectacular cinematography of the sub-arctic landscapes, all of which has a poetic mournfulness about it, a sadness and longing. It is a look at a stark life with which very few of us are familiar, and in that respect is fascinating. |
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I liked the look and mood of the film in many ways, but
I really found it much too arty. It was directed by the same guy who
did Baghdad Cafe, which will give you the right idea if you are
familiar with that film.
By the way, the film also features an appearance by an old, rather decrepit Chuck Connors. |
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