“This is a story about power.”

I left the theater feeling shaken, but a week later I’m more frustrated thinking about this film and mostly the implications around it. I know Palestine must and will be free, and I don’t think it won’t be like this. 

My understanding of the film’s perspective is “documenting and sharing the brutal realities of living under genocidal occupation is a Palestinian’s best/only method of making change, and it’s worth the risk however slim the…

This movie is somewhere between fable and parable, just like old fairy tales are often horror.

(The following is a diary not a review, trying to grasp why this story made my ears ring)

Not just in trans ways but of course also in trans ways, I’ve lived almost the opposite experience of Owen’s cautionary tale. Making life changes before I understood why/how they would function. Going off intuition once I let go of trying to think my way out…