‘Joyland’ and the state of the queer arthouse rom-dram

Joyland is one of those drab movies that takes almost all of its iconography from a single scene because nothing else seems like it could sell the movie to unconvinced viewers. Images courtesy Oscilloscope.

When groundbreaking Urdu-language trans drama Joyland finally strolled into American arthouses last May, it came highly decorated. The film premiered at Cannes in May 2022, where it won the Queer Palm and Jury Prize and earned invitations to several other film festivals, including special screenings at Toronto and Sundance, and became the first ever Pakistani film to be shortlisted for the Best International Feature Oscar, though it did not secure a nomination.

Lahore, Pakistan- Haider (Ali Junejo), the second son of a proud lower-middle class family who has been unemployed for years supported by his wife, Mumtaz (Rasti Farooq), and access to the family home, secures a job as a backup dancer to Biba (Alina Khan), a local out male-to-female trans performer, and the two eventually begin an affair. The tension in the film stems from everyone’s unhappiness and paranoia. Haider’s arch-conservative father, Rana Amanullah (Salmaan Peerzada) has four granddaughters through Haider’s older brother, but demands a grandson. Haider must hide the nature of his work from Amanullah, and at one point Amanullah lets a elderly neighbor woman crash on his couch for a night and it turns into a whole sit-down between the family and her son, if that gives an idea of how conservative this neighborhood is. Haider’s and Mumtaz’ marriage was already dissatisfactory, and Haider’s affair with Biba isn’t all sunshine and daisies either – it’s more of a fling that happens more than once, it never even looks like it might stabilize into a real relationship.

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Closing out OCFF 2023

One of my favorite things about the Texas Theatre is watching it fill up with people. It’s a very narrow lobby that doesn’t have nearly enough room for a full house to be in it at once, which is a design problem that all old single-screen movie palaces have to some extent. Because of the geography, I usually spend all day there if I head down at all, and the audience always seems to grow steadily over the course of the day no matter what’s playing – though maybe me being more excited for the matinees is a function of my own tastes. In any case, the lobby almost always turns into an unyielding crush of humanity as any given day goes on.

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OCFF day 3: All day at the Texas Theatre

The Texas Theatre was built in 1931, and was nearly demolished three times in the ‘90s. It reopened under current management in the fall of 2010, and the Oak Cliff Film Festival has always been part of its identity under Aviation Cinemas’ management – they’ve been running the theater for almost 13 years, and this is officially the 12th Oak Cliff Film Festival, so the math is pretty easy.

Given the historic nature of the place, it makes sense that restorations and 35mm prints are an enormous part of the theater’s programming, and an enormous part of these film festivals. On day 3 of the 2023 Oak Cliff Film Festival, my whole day is committed to movies I’ve either seen or could have seen before – Fuzzy Head, which I’ve seen early prints of after meeting the director at a prior Oak Cliff Film Festival, a 35mm print of Alex Cox’ 1987 film Walker starring Ed Harris with Cox on-hand to take questions, and a screening of 1925’s The Lost World with a live score performed by the Anvil Orchestra.

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OCFF 2023: Friday night highlights

The festival highlight is Quantum Cowboys tonight at 7, followed by A24 property Problemista. It’s a good thing I needed to put in an extra hour of work yesterday, because if I weren’t able to take off an hour early today, I probably wouldn’t make that curtain. Part of the reason I moved to Dallas was to be closer to the Texas Theatre – I was going out in Oak Cliff as often as I was in Denton at that point, but 40 miles and 20 miles are the same distance if you’re trying to cross them at rush hour in Dallas. If I’m going to Oak Cliff, I still need to plan out a full day to make the trip worthwhile, and unless I fully move down there, I still need a machete to make a 7 p.m. Friday night curtain.

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OCFF 2023: Almost skipping opening night

I’m planning on film festival coverage becoming a big part of what I do here, but it’s a few years down the line. I want to finish expanding my languages and see Europe first, but I’m still going to be accruing cash and vacation time once I’ve seen the places I want to see, and this is the obvious way to spend those things.

My focus is on the U.S. box office, so I want to stick to major international festivals with entrants that are actually likely to get distribution deals and be seen, but especially now when I don’t really know how to do it, it’s weird that I’ve been inclined to ignore the biggest festival in my Dallas backyard, the Oak Cliff Film Festival put on every June in my favorite place in the world, the Texas Theatre.

What else is out this weekend, anyway? You really think I’m writing about No Hard Feelings? Fuck you!

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