The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man’s hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act 4, Scene 1
If you had a love-potion, who would you make fall madly in love with you? Timothy, prone to escaping his dismal high school reality through dazzling musical daydreams, gets to answer that question in a very real way. After his eccentric teacher casts him as Puck in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, he stumbles upon a recipe hidden within the script to create the play’s magical, purple love-pansy. Armed with the pansy, Timothy’s fading spirit soars as he puckishly imposes a new reality by turning much of his narrow-minded town gay, beginning with the rugby-jock of his dreams. Ensnaring family, friends and enemies in this heart-wrenching chaos, Timothy forces them to walk a mile in his musical shoes. The course of true love never did run smooth, but by the end of this moving musical comedy of errors based on director Tom Gustafson’s prolific award-winning short film, Fairies, the bumpy ride comes to a heartfelt conclusion. With vibrant imagery, a first-rate ensemble cast and innovative music rivaling the best of pop/rock and contemporary Broadway, Were the World Mine attempts to push the limits of modern gay cinema and musical film.
I don’t know what I’ll do with such a love-potion. I’m aware that a lot could be done with one—think of all the greatest-looking guys, all the hunks, the eye candies—who would all succumb to me with just a whiff of the love potion. But what kind of love is it with the intercession of magic? If the course of love doesn’t survive obstacle and runs so smoothly, is such love to be cherished? I always think that true love is when one of these days someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else. It’s love’s own magic, transcending the difference and issues of two people who are meant to be together. Although I’m tempted with the love-potion, I don’t think I’ll use it to make someone fall madly in love with me.
Happy Fourth. I’ll attend to all the comments and catch up with blog reading when I return! Be safe!
Filed under: Gay Community, Gay Life, Living in the City, Movie | Tagged: Frameline, Frameline 32, GLBT Film, San Francisco GLBT Film Festival
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Indeed, especially if one thinks in terms of endurance; love is born of chemistry BETWEEN individuals. As you point out, what merit or pleasure could there be in something so shallow and unearned? Not only that, suppose the enraptured one tunes out to be incompatible or a dreadful bore. What would you do with the poor besotted wretch if you couldn’t sustain or return the affection.
definite sucker for film festivals – especially those of the alternative persuasion. this movie sounds like something i’d definitely want to see – though i do agree with you on the actual implementation of a love-potion.
i much prefer finding and gaining that love on my own.