Guys and Balls, Gals and Bush

Back for a seventh year, the Miami Gay & Lesbian Film Festival kicks off an early hot summer with ten days of movies, parties, and pride. Indies and majors from here and from abroad come together April 22 when Craig Lucas's highly anticipated The Dying Gaul opens the festival as the first of 84 international films in competition this year. Bea Arthur, the legendary icon of Mame and Maude fame, adds a touch of class to the opening gala with a version of her one-woman show. The rest is festive and culturally diverse, gay and lesbian, transgendered and transformational, just plain cool. Not everything was available for preview, and we can't help but be curious about Germany's two sports flicks, the soccer fantasy Guys and Balls and the teen swimming romp Summer Storm. France's Three Dancing Slaves and Garçon Stupide sound promising, as does the Hong Kong lesbian romance Butterfly. But the documentaries, from the stuff previewed by press time, emerge as the festival's strongest entries. Here's a sampling:

THAT MAN: PETER BERLIN (United States 2004; North American premiere): "His crotch," says John Waters, giggling on camera, "was like he had stuffed 50 socks in there." Never fear, though, it was all real. And there was even more to Berlin than his famous basket, more than his trademark Prince Valiant haircut and Sprockets attitude, than his influential photography and cinematography, his liberating post-Warhol insouciance, his in-your-face queerness. And he's still with us too -- and scheduled to attend the screening. Berlin's story is both inspirational and terrifically entertaining as brought to life in this extraordinarily beautiful documentary by Jim Tushinsky, produced by Lawrence Helman. Berlin himself narrates much of the movie and appears on camera in a melancholy dance between his lovely sixtysomething self and the irresistible young 1970s San Francisco gay icon who starred in Nights in Black Leather and That Boy. On the way, we hear from Waters, from Armistead Maupin and Jack Wrangler. That Man: Peter Berlin is a strange, irresistible picture.

GAY REPUBLICANS (United States 2004; Florida premiere): The year's scariest horror movie happens to be a documentary, and this is it. Gay Republicans is one of those concepts -- like, say, Jews for Hitler or the MLK chapter of the KKK -- that sound more than a little creepy. And it's worse than you thought. It's an oxymoron with a heavy emphasis on the moron part. "I would feel more comfortable in a room full of Republicans than in a room full of gays," says one of the self-loathing queers interviewed in Wash Westmoreland's fair and balanced film. Some of them include a Palm Beach hairdresser desperate to fit in with the crowd whose hair he does, an especially repugnant frosted-hair conventioneer, and others of that trash-with-money ilk. There are also some truly puzzled, honest folks like the brave politician Steve May, who's losing a struggle to be a conservative within a party that is diving conscience-first into the murky waters of fanaticism. The time is the last presidential election, and several Log Cabin Republicans find their blind faith shattered as they struggle to support a candidate who makes a fetish of kissing the ass of the Christian right even if that means writing bigotry into the Constitution and trampling on the civil rights of gay citizens. It is not a pretty picture. But it makes for one powerful, frightening movie.

WHEN OCEAN MEETS SKY (United States 2004; Florida premiere): What do you see when you hear the words Fire Island? A gay Club Med? A New World Xanadu, a little like South Beach with cold water but with a lot more freedom of choice, a shadow of former glories, a mecca of fabulous parties, and a living memorial to a generation that is now lost? The birthplace of ACT UP and the Gay Men's Health Crisis? The prototype for every tea dance and circuit party you've ever danced through? A bit of history and a lot of love. Carol Channing, Mary Martin, Montgomery Clift, Sal Mineo, Frank O'Hara -- you name them, they were there. Jerry Herman tells you about this spectacular place sweetly in When Ocean Meets Sky, Crayton Robie's touching film that is one of the festival's must-see attractions. Mart Crowley, who finished his masterpiece The Boys in the Band in Fire Island, joins Pines denizen Larry Kramer and others in this mosaic of gay life, piece by piece, year after year through police raids, gay pride, the AIDS crisis, and beyond. It is a gorgeous film.