2006-01-16 - 10:06 a.m.

At the weekend I went with Bruce and Jennifer Girlsdontcry to see Brokeback Mountain (i.e. this year’s seemingly compulsory film, as opposed to last year’s Sideways) – and what better way to wash away the rancid aftertaste of the frankly excremental Match Point (though I did enjoy trying to guess which accent Jonathan R-M was going to deploy next) than with the wholesome, gooey outpourings of a couple of ordinary, everyday, bisexual cowboys in love?

I liked it quite a lot, though of course, the film isn’t as controversial as has been suggested, and simply follows in the strong tradition of gay westerns. You probably remember such titles as:

The Outed Josie Wales, Male Rider, The Legend of James the Jessie, A Fistful of Dollies (and, of course, For a Few Dollies More), True Girth, Bitchfight at the OK Corral, ‘Butch’ Cassidy and Just Who Does She Think SHE’S Kidding?, and that all time classic, The Magnificent Steven.

Talk about squeezing into a pair of tight chaps.