three years ago, carol (2015, dir. todd haynes) was finally released, birthed from the vagina of sappho herself.
it was created almost 60 years after the book was written, and 20 years after the screenplay was adapted. it was a labour of love and, honest to god, an artistic masterpiece.
i don’t think the stars will ever align again in quite the same way for lesbian cinema. how often can you nail a story, a script, a cast, acting, chemistry, a soundtrack and directing all in one go? not often. rarely.
but i’m not even that mad. it was unattainably good and deserved all the awards
it didn’t get. it was the first film i’d ever watched that was completely devoid of the male gaze.
because, at the heart of it, when you boil it down to its core, it was written by a lesbian for lesbians. and they honoured that completely, beautifully, and with so much integrity.