Criminal Minds. And Booty

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Sorry, I can’t talk right now, A&E is running an all day marathon of Criminal Minds and I’m only halfway through. A day long orgy of grim, tight mouthed FBI agents and serial killers who giggle. Tip: if the guy sitting next to you on the bus is giggling, you’re in trouble.
A big part of Criminal Minds’ appeal is Shemar Moore

The FBI apparently doubles as a gay porn factory. Shemar also starred in Tyler Perry’s Madea: Diary of Mad Black Woman. I know this because I have been sucked into the vortex of black cinema on the On Demand channel of my cable. The “black cinema” turns out to be all Tyler Perry, all the time. It’s as if a “gay cinema” channel was dedicated to permutations on Cage aux Folles. Actually, that’s probably happened but I just haven’t found it yet.
There is on-going speculation about Tyler Perry’s sexuality, to which I respond with a hearty “duh.” And it’s not his choice of appearing in drag for his most famous role, it his directorial decisions that give away his big mo-ness. Exhibits A and B:

Adam Rodriguez
Boris Kodjoe

stars of a couple of Perry’s vehicles and typical of all the men in his movies all of whom are humpy beyond any human norm. It’s possible they are mutants. Perry’s set-up for the shots of female protagonists show the tender concerns of a dish detergent commercial, while the boys get an on-going soft-core porn thang.
Plus, the women, who are always strong , but oddly mistreated, usually look like they’re about ten years older than the men (strong, sensitive, caring, butch, Christian.) What’s with that?
Lastly, here is the big wedding scene from Madea’s Family Reunion.

Could anyone but a gay man with serious conflicts about heterosexual norms give the greenlight to this in his movie. Yes, those are live women strung up there with some harps. Did I mention various closer shots of the set included big muscley almost-naked men in frames with angel wings and trumpets. Why? Uh, the polite answer might be “I dunno;” the less polite supposition being Tyler owed some trick a favor and this was payback.
Anyway, I gotta go, I got serial killers waiting.

About mrpeenee

A former bon vivant and terror of a number of New Orleans bars in the mad, gay 1980s, I'm now quietly retired and widowed in San Francisco. I have a crooked nose due to an unfortunate Frisbee accident.

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