Guardian movie competition results

December 21, 2005

Received the following news from The Guardian newspaper regarding the competition that Andrew entered Don’t Look in the Attic into:

“The results won’t be officially announced till the new year now, but i can tell you your film was voted into 7th place. This was out of a total entry of over 120 films, so many congratulations. The judging panel comprised three people from the Guardian (Guardian film editor Andrew Pulver, Guardian film critic Peter Bradshaw, Guardian film website editor Xan Brooks) and three external (my Summer of Love director Pawel Pawlikowski, optimum releasing acquisitions director Danny Perkins, and City Screen Cinemas programming director Clare Binns). So thanks once again for sending us your film, and congratulations on your achievement.”


Chionophobia progress

December 16, 2005

I’ve noticed some writers adding progress meters to their writing projects. There are several to choose from, but I thought this one was the most fun, as it also allows you to feature your mood (from Writertopia).


Counter-culture: Homosexuality

December 8, 2005

It’s not often I get on my high horse and talk about some big controversial issue, but I feel like making an exception. On certain issues, I find myself standing firmly opposed to the tidal-wave of popular opinion. So, here’s the first one: homosexuality.

People like me get labelled with two things: homophobe and bigot. I’ve never been called it to my face, but that’s because I rarely bring up the topic. But generally, this is what you get called today, if you believe homosexuality is wrong. But from my angle, I’m sick to death of the constant sympathetic portrayals of gay romance on TV, worming away at the public’s psyche and gradually eroding our beliefs. So, I’m going to speak up, here, on my own little forum, to whoever’s willing to give me five minutes. I’m not going to rant and rave; I’m not even going to quote the Bible. I’m going to give you my own simple observations on why I think heterosexual people have started to approve of homosexuality.

It’s the condom’s fault. You might think that’s a strange thing to say, but hear me out. A friend of mine once gave me a memorable line about the way the world thinks today. He said, “Pregnancy is a sexually transmitted disease.” Now, nobody in their right mind is going to admit they believe that to be true, but by their actions, many people treat pregnancy just like a disease to be avoided. Going out on a Saturday night looking for a pull? Make sure you bring the condoms; you don’t want a nasty pregnancy to deal with. That’s sure to ruin your life. Dating a girl, but not ready to commit? Make sure you wear a condom; you don’t want a nasty pregnancy getting in the way and heaping a load of responsibility at your door. Yep, pregnancy is just like a disease. Unless you’re married, you better take the appropriate steps to avoid catching it.

Now, isn’t that kind of thinking just a little messed up? You don’t think so? Of course, because the condom is the wonder-invention that allows you to have your cake and eat it, too. Except, there’s more going on with that kind of opinion than those who hold it would like to admit. What’s really happening is that people have allowed a mere invention to dictate the way they think about something fundamental to human nature: the link between sex and babies. Human nature has a pattern: (1) man bonds with woman; (2) their union creates new life; (3) they support each other as a family unit. That’s the way nature intended it, before the wonderful invention allowed us to tamper with nature.

Because of the condom, sex no longer has to have anything to do with making babies. Sex is now purely a recreational activity. And as such, the only rule that applies is, whatever gives you pleasure, go with it; whatever’s fun, do it. Is it any wonder that homosexuality is now viewed in a positive light?

Instead of talking about homosexuality as being dirty or abominable, I would simply invite you to contemplate the pointlessness of it. In terms of the biological function of sex, the male-male union is completely and utterly futile. And if you dare to think about it in any detail, it borders on the ridiculous. Men have sperm for a reason; women have ovaries for a reason. And the reasons are painfully obvious. And yet, even when these same-sex couples speak up about wanting to adopt children, no one seems willing to state the obvious: “The reason you can’t have children of your own is because you’ve been going about it all wrong.”

No doubt there are people reading this, getting all hot under the collar, ready to start flaming me for my so-called homophobia and bigotry. All I would ask is that people be more willing to look inside themselves and ask themselves why they believe what they believe. If anyone’s going to change their views on homosexuality, they’d first have to have a long, hard think about they way they see sex in general.