I saw X-Men 3 with my Dad last night. I thought it was great, my Dad not so much. I used to read my neighbor Arthur Milano’s X-Men collection for hours at a stretch back when we lived on Hemenway Street. I think that gives me a kind of mythical knowledge about the Marvel universe, so my mind fills in gaps and elaborates on subtle cues in the movie. If the movie fails to build up a rapport between the characters and the audience, I wouldn’t know because I already have that relationship.
The X-Men as a comic book in the 70s and 80s had a special appeal to people who feel like mutants in American society. Growing up in a Queer family makes you feel like one of the X-Men, misunderstood and reviled by the government, always under threat of attack by people who discover your secret. The whole part about the homo sapiens coming up a with a cure for mutants, and the mixed reactions that brought out in the mutant community, really resonated. My dad whispered that Magneto reminded him of Queer Nation during one of his speeches.
Today is “Blogging for LGBT Families Day” by the way, so you can see what others are saying on this topic as well. I blog on this topic every now and then, because there is still so much politicking going on around how the government wants to define what is and isn’t a family, that I think it’s important to remember that Queer families (by which I mean families with one or more LGBT parent) already exist, it’s not some new idea. My last post on the topic was around adoption laws.