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Upon hearing of the imminent release of the soundtrack music from FSM of 'Robinson Crusoe on Mars', I recently rented the dvd from Netflix as I'd never heard of the composer before. I watched the film. I've gotta say that (the original book notwithstanding), there is a tremendous amount of subtle, and not-so-subtle homoeroticism in this film. When early on inside the spacecraft, Commander Kit Draper (Paul Mantee) lowers himself (adorably) from an open hatch - upside down - to ask his Colonel (Adam West) : 'What do you want for Dinner?'. It played very cute. Later on when he discovers 'Friday' and brings him back inside his cave, he takes a look at his new roommate. The camera in close-up pans down Friday's near naked body from his chest down to his feet. As the camera glides, Kit Draper says: 'What do I say to a guy like you?' . Later on, Kit says that 'I'm the boss and you've gotta do what I say'. (Indeed). Further on, he tells the seemingly mute Friday that 'You're going to learn English if I have to sit on your chest'. (indeed again). Of course, Kit wears only his tight black tee shirt or no shirt throughout the film. There are more segments, but did anyone else pick up on these 'signals'? Even the FSM Cover art work is...... interesting.
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Yes. The film does eroticize the male body -- it is known for that. Especially the nude bathing scene. Homoeroticism, as a critical term, doesn't imply overt sexual behavior -- just an alignment of harmonic overtones. IMHO this film was, is, and always will be homoerotic.
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There are lots of things that I personally don't find erotic, that other people will. If someone finds ROBINSON CRUSOE ON MARS homoerotic, for that person, it is. It's pointless to deny someone their own sexuality; I certainly wouldn't try. I personally find Russ Meyer films heteroerotic; I'm sure Dave wouldn't find it erotic in any sense whatsoever. That said, I found his posting very entertaining, even enlightening. But then, when I was a kid, I went to those imported peplum films routinely; it never even occurred to me to find them erotic in any way. Personally, I'm glad that many people do find them erotic; a healthy sexuality (gay or straight) can only make someone psychologically healthy.
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All I will say is that Friday had serious Moobs
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There are lots of things that I personally don't find erotic, that other people will. If someone finds ROBINSON CRUSOE ON MARS homoerotic, for that person, it is. It's pointless to deny someone their own sexuality; I certainly wouldn't try. I personally find Russ Meyer films heteroerotic; I'm sure Dave wouldn't find it erotic in any sense whatsoever. I tend to agree. Though I lean a little more to the attitude that you get out of a movie what you bring to it. I would imagine that in many instances a person may not even be aware that they bring their own subtext to it. I dare say the same can be said for a person's perception of any art form. PS. Meyer rules. Well put!
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So, with all this discussion about virtually anything with two men being homoerotic, how come no one ever makes the same kind of statement about two women getting all chummy? It appears that women in our society can be more physically expressive with each other, and no one bats an eye. But see two men walking down the street, doing anything similar, and immediately everyone assumes they're queer. Talk about double standards. I wonder, though, if the mainstream, straight-white-boy-dominated society we live in simply regards women's connections to each other as nothing serious, the way women are still mostly regarded. They can have their little girlfriends, but their serious relationships are with, presumably straight, men. Even lesbianism is still regarded by many, mostly straight, men as some kind of a phase, a mere detour, as it were, from a woman's real mission, which is to connect with a man. (Of which, interestingly, Anne Heche has been a prime example.) Something to think about. As for ROBINSON CRUSOE ON MARS, I saw it when it first came out, and was impressed by the skinny-dipping, as I'd never seen that in a film before. Paul Mantee didn't make too many other films, as I recall, but became an acting teacher in L.A., and a published novelist, though I never read any of his work. He died fairly recently.
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