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very fond of the sassy bitterness between giles and spike due to the fact that they are literally exactly who each other used to be. like. you meet a guy who acts identical to the man you're trying to distance yourself from being, like, as much as possible, and hes feeling the exact same things. the DRAMA of it all. no wonder they hated each other

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OTP (One True Polycule)

harleycao

While I am a big spuffy shipper, that term would definitely apply to these bitches. Imo, anyway.

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obsessed by the existence/function of the Bronze. here we have a place that’s just basically a club, but frequented almost exclusively by the high-school, underaged population of sunnydale, so presumably none of those colorful drinks are alcoholic, but it’s not a kid’s space so angel and giles can just come and go and party along without anyone snarking about it, and there are just endless basements for people to get eaten by vampires in, but no one is apparently doing drugs in them.

when people say (queer) teens need more third spaces they mean the Bronze

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so obsessed with the sex scene in but I'm a cheerleader. it is so fucking soft and vulnerable. you barely see the bodies it's just the warm light and the tenderness and the lil kiss on her nose and ajdjfhshfh

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like dont get me wrong natasha lyonnes acting is stellar too. everyones is. but theres something about clea duvall...idk. she plays it differently. she carries herself differently. she acts differently. she plays graham like its not a satire movie, she plays it with every single ounce of raw pain and grief and fear and tragedy that would come about were this situation real. and everyone else plays it as a heeheehoohoo camp comedy, (and it fucks!) except natasha lyonne who starts out closer to the satire end of things, but after she meets graham, she quickly and subtly begins playing it more seriously as grahams understanding of reality rubs off on her to the point it changes the way she carries herself through the narrative, she stops seeing it as this pastoral greeting card and sees the reality. megan is lucky, by the time it fully clicks for her and shes sent packing, she already has somewhere to go. graham (at least in her mind) doesnt. graham is alone. she has no friends. even if she passes her parents may very well cut her off anyway. shes constantly berated and seen as the poster child for evil butch bulldyke but shes *so* vulnerable and so hurt, moreso than anyone else there. (besides jan for the 10 seconds she realizes shes trans. youll get there, man) and its...man it makes me ache. and megan coming through in the end with all of...herself, everything that came across as ditzy and silly and just a performance of comphet, comes through in making the ending beautiful and *sincere*. at the end of the day, shes still a cheerleader. thats *her*. her genuine, kindhearted sincerity and optimism, and grahams raw, aching trauma, is the beating heart of the movie. without the sincerity and the undercurrent of real hurt, the satire would fall short into vapid parody. its so well balanced, i love it.

phantomluck

but, your honor-

they're a cheerleader

dapperapple

hey uuhh

what a quiet, gentle and romantic season right?

my favourite part was when they ran away together and were happy for eternity and NOTHING BAD EVER HAPPENED 😁

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An underrated aspect of But I'm A Cheerleader is that the butch, hairy, gnc woman is the only character who has a Conversion Camp revelation that she is, in fact, NOT gay. People just see the way she looks and put her in that box, so she simply feels like she HAS to occupy it. (This is exemplified by Rupauls immediate next insistence that she IS gay, and "who is she fooling?" Which comes off as very ironic from someone trying to con these kids into becoming straight.)

Much of the "conversion" in this film is just reintroducing strict gender roles, which does happen in conversion situations but this is obviously a very campy, over the top example. Of course the POINT is to show that the fact youre gay has nothing to do with your adherence to gender roles (both Dolph and Megan ARE picture-perfect images of the Man and Woman- even if they are gaslit into thinking they arent. Yet they are still gay!). But I think its oddly nice, in an older movie too, to see it put so plainly that the opposite is also true.

Your lack of adherence to strict gender roles doesn't determine your sexuality- but you'll be lumped in all the same and punished anyway, because that's how heteronormativity works. And that was always the purpose of gender roles to begin with- to keep people in line.