![]() My old friend and I agreed that it was a beautiful and important narrative, not only for the younger queer community, but for all generations. The film struck many of the same chords we felt growing up closeted: the “oh shit this is really happening” panic, that extremely unavoidable talk, those (very questionable) interests in almost everybody you suspected was also harbouring “impure thoughts”. Have you seen Love, Simon yet? We could walk to the cinema from school like we did when we were little closeted baby gays trying to escape from the world.Īnd so we shared a bucket of salty popcorn and cried saltier tears watching a coming of gay-age mainstream feature film. Then I received a text from an old friend that was storybook perfect: Maybe the first person I came out to? We were two acne-prone teens drinking a cheap bottle of sparkling wine in a public toilet when I booted myself out the closet. Would it be my parents? No, they lived too far away and the topic was still – even after almost ten years – a little too sensitive. When Love, Simon finally made its gay little way to theatres downunder I was immediately excited about who I’d take with me.
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