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Tuesday, April 21, 2026
First Gay TV Movie, 1959
This popped up in my YouTube feed the other day: South, a surprisingly early gay drama shown on British television in 1959 - long before there was any such thing in America. Newspaper critics were hostile to the display of "perversion" on the small screen, but the fact that it was shown at all proves that the British were ahead of us in that regard.
The first gay-themed TV movie over here that I recall was That Certain Summer in 1972; Hal Holbrook and Martin Sheen played the lovers. Young people today would not understand the trepidation of watching something so taboo and forbidden. I watched it with fascination - and no little repugnance. I was attending college, but still deep in the closet, and terrified of actually encountering any of those wicked ho-mo-sexshuls. (Oh but I fantasized often . . . then begged God to forgive me . . . over and over again. An absurd agony that blighted all my teenage years.)
The play was written by Julian Green (1900-1998), born to expatriate American Southerners in Paris. (The family home in Savannah is now a museum.) He was a prolific writer, mostly in French, among whose many honors and awards was election to the Olympic heights of the Académie Française in 1971, the first non-French person to be chosen. Besides which, to judge by the contents of his meticulous lifelong diaries - published in 19 volumes after his death - he was, shall we say, rather energetically gay. Perhaps, as a Catholic, he had his own struggles with l'absurdité.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, harmony; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that I may seek not so much to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.
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Churches say that the expression of love in a heterosexual monogamous relationship includes the physical, the touching, embracing, kissing, the genital act - the totality of our love makes each of us grow to become increasingly godlike and compassionate. If this is so for the heterosexual, what earthly reason have we to say that it is not the case with the homosexual?
It is a perversion if you say to me that a person chooses to be homosexual. You must be crazy to choose a way of life that exposes you to a kind of hatred. It's like saying you choose to be black in a race-infected society.
If God, as they say, is homophobic, I wouldn't worship that God.
2 comments:
I've only seen clips of South, but I did save a full version in YouTube to watch later
Great. BTW, Peter Wyngarde (sp?) who plays the obsessed gay guy, was gay or bi in real life. Look him up.
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