“Jesus, Jason they weren’t
lesbian,” I screamed as we j-walked 72nd street under the blue Chase Bank glow.
I’d read the reviews in the papers
the day before. In the Journal they
were appalled while the Times deemed
it as ‘the feminist film of the century.’
“You seriously couldn’t see the
sexual undertones throughout the whole movie?” He questioned sharply.
“What undertones? They were best
friends. Nothing more. The whole point of the film was that they gave each
other more platonic satisfaction than any man ever could.”
“It didn’t matter whether or not
they had sex. Would many people even see the movie if they had sex? The kiss at
the end was a wink and a nod. It couldn’t have been anything else.”
“That kiss was platonic. They loved
each other so deeply that a non-sexual
kiss was the expression of that platonic love.”
“God…”
“No seriously. Straight men never
kiss one another, right?”
“Mmmmhmmm.”
“We used to kiss our girlfriends all the time,
and our straight girlfriends would kiss each other too. It was never sexual.”
“Okay. Fine.”
“That kiss was a representation of
the power and un-ashamedness found in women’s relationships with one another,
unseen in straight male relationships.
It was a screw you to all those self-conscious, timid men chasing them.
Though they died, none of those men would ever have the freedom Thelma and
Louise had, nor will they be able to understand the depth and un-ashamedness
behind the kiss they had. Just as many viewers, like yourself, apparently won’t
be able to see that either.”
“Harsh.”
“Its true.” Jason stopped for a moment
in silence.
“Maybe if they had lived they would
have come out eventually. How often is it two women from a background like
theirs fully understands their sexuality within two days of leaving their
lovers? Perhaps their sexuality isn’t the point. It could be a nod to something
sexual, it could be a deeply platonic and female expression. Either way, you’re
right in that their kiss was unashamed in a way none of those men will ever
comprehend.”
“Perhaps.” I smiled.
The blue glow faded behind us as Jason
took my hand and kissed it before we continued home.
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