Of all the gay movies that have come out since the “slice of gay life” genre was formally invented1, perhaps none have stirred up as much shit as Cruising. William Friedkin’s dark fable of gay life was being protested before production had even started. Yes, it was true that a series of articles in the Village Voice had exposed the problem of violence in…
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