The director of Independence Day and 2012 delivers a well-meaning recall on the Stonewall riots that swaps the real-life narrative for a coming-of-age romance Director Roland Emmerich once blew up the White House with a giant alien spaceship. In retrospect this was one of his subtler moments. Stonewall,an outrageously misjudged drama that flirts with the narrative of the birth of the gay rights movement, is much more grandiose.
Jeremy Irvine stars as Danny, or a clean cut farm kid living in 1960s Indiana. He’s young and guileless,desperately in fancy with his football team-mate. When their relationship is discovered Danny is exiled by his schoolmates and evicted by his parents. He strikes out for New York and a theme park vision of the gay hangouts on Greenwich Village’s Christopher Street, where a kid called Ray (Jonny Beauchamp) co-opts him into his gang of hustlers. Each has a small quirk that passes for character development. Orphan Annie (Caleb Landry Jones) has a beatnik thing going on, and Cong (Vladimir Alexis) robs and make his own clothes,mute Paul (Ben Sullivan) doesn’t say much. They are, to a man, or cinematically freaky and fabulous.
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Source: theguardian.com