With the now widely recognized LGBTQIA+ community standing up and presenting in all the languages that you and I may or may not remember; us, we, trans girl, trans boy and just trans, asexual, bisexual, cis, ms. and mr. they, them, those and the list goes on, have created an entirely different planetary palette with some of everything on it. The new arrivals come armed and, in some cases, prepared to be questioned about why their flavor is on the damn menu in the first place. They’ve created to say the least a much-needed tension in order to get a lot more mention.
We have, Lizzo, who came all juiced up waiting for the moment to happen and as promised she go, pop, go sizzle, go pop and was fed directly from the breast of Ms. Ru Paul; who holding down the drag racing corner saw it coming yet never said a word. Then Va boom, out pops baby, Lizzo. Todrick Hall who on his own is like a tornado coming. You don’t hear him until he hits and then he offs you to glim, glam and Emerald City. His inside entity is so powerful, raw and undaunting that without notice one could easily become painfully excited. His grilling choreography alone would wear the average dancer out. The dancers he chose are extraordinary. There is no label for him. He is beyond Madonna over the top and on his way to the other side of Oz. As a matter of course, we must all remember to nod our heads in reverence of the underground railroad that Madonna tracked herself on as she let her, LGBTQIA+ friends and family tune her up. She then teased the norm with their own fantasies which eventually ran out of control. Oh, and let us not forget about the grand me‘me, Ms. Jones, That’s Jones first name, Grace who blatantly told us that we were all slaves to the rhythm. And yes there are those who were ahead from back when but never got the break they earned or got it and gave into self-inflation and self-adoration. Got caught up in the rapture of the game only to find that fame goes by fast, grabs and then flees. And although some rise; there are lots who stand to rise; only to fall. Millennials may or may not go for it without question. There is no need for contracts or personal agreements because what was on today may well be off tomorrow.
The film and television industries have been turned upside down by Netflix, Hulu and a host of online streaming services. Apple, Amazon and Facebook all plan to have fingers in the pot even if the liqueur is smoking hot. Greed has exposed itself once and for all as the perfect candidate for being hazardous to one’s health. Independent films became a mainstay after, Avatar came out but no one looked close enough. Thus, sprang up a series of Marvel super-heroes again just to prove that the big guns still had it. Mom and pop were not going to be giving up reins on the old plantation just yet. Then here it goes cats come crawling, mamas start bawling. “oh my sweet lord”, what has happened to Johnny he says his real name is Joanna.
What’s perfect now is whatever one’s definition requires it to be.
Writer, director and Madanapalle, South India born, Neelu Bhuman in their psychological sci-fi film, Transfinite, manages the role of self-driven filmmaker quite well as they present the other side of humanity that largely goes unnoticed. Identifying as non-binary, Bhuman’s inspiration for the film started when six-year-old, Aditi Bhuman, Neelu’s niece, asked her grandmother about a statue in a temple where they visited. The grandmother gave Aditi, a proper explanation letting her know that the statue presented itself as, Ardhanariswarudu, a half-woman-half male god. Aditi, then said, , “Oh that’s like, “Neelu Atha“. Transfinite, intimately calls out to a deep and familiar side that we all share. Our common humanity to love, our suffering, passion and pain. After catching a sneak preview of the film there is something to be said of the magic and the language as it is shaped into an adaptive interactive and animated style. Incorporating bits of the supernatural as in the case of the short entitled, “Asura”. In a total of seven shorts, Asura, tells a mesmerizing story of a young female character who is in self-discovery. Seeking peace and balance within along with the help of her grandmother who gently guides the young woman by teaching her how to channel anger, hurt and frustration in a healthy way; Asura soon discovers that true peace can only come with the acceptance of self. Each short carries a message in the form of an enriching story line based with colorful depictions of supernatural power which seem to take on a life of its own. Each supernatural force appears to be unrelated at first until the viewer realizes that those same powers are in fact a part of each of us. Read more about Director, Neelu Bhuman, by clicking the link below. https://womenandhollywood.com/inside-out-2019-directors-meet-neelu-bhuman-transfinite.
Every story is autonomous featuring trans people who have supernatural powers, queer people of different ethnicities and cultures who use their powers to protect, love, and impart consciousness that teaches the art of thriving and surviving on a very small planet we call Earth.
The other shorts include,“Shayla”, “Bahari” and “Nova” written by Bhuman, “Maya”, “Viva”, and “Najma” are perfect in their ability to be reflective and to explain the deep needs and desire for all to simply be left alone, to freely express in love and life and to be respected.
But what about the children?
The children are those who just want to love, be loved and feel free to be fluid and without boundaries when it comes to love. At another point in time children were whatever names were assigned to them at birth. After all, if everyone gave themselves permission to explore love in all its multi-frequencies there could possibly be a lot less lonely people. I mean those genuine feelings. Nothing media driven. Nothing forced or premeditated. The natural language of attraction that comes from staying open to love. Nothing led by lust or overt affection. And so we ask ourselves what is everyone so afraid of? Where is everybody going? There is the fear of the term, LGBTQIA+ as if it is a contractible disease that rubs off on you and if you’re in the company of a righteous citizen of the community, you are already automatically under suspicion. Now come on America lets all get off our shit and admit that there have always been men, sometimes in our families who had a little something extra and women that decidedly dated other women for whatever reason. There is the don’t talk abouts in all families. You know what I’m talking about. The whatever it is if talked about would literally destroy an entire generation. The fathers who sleep with daughters. Cheat on their wives with other men. The women who sneak away for some hot young thing because they feel stifled by marriage, children and the taking care of it all. Transfinite, puts itself humbly against the norm and in my opinion if truly marketed just as any film would be, the Oscar winner could look very different in 2020. Transfinite, is an admirable and resolute contender which could easily hold it down in its own category.
It elegantly exposes truth, lies and deception. Its descriptive is original, provocative and far more exciting. A breath of fresh air and quite different from the tempo of the usual roster of Hollywood films which seem to be heavily laden with over saturated themes. Bhuman along with writer, Davia Spain and visionary, Lida N. Vala, deliver careful doses of emotional content that move the human heart no matter what gender ID one carries. Given its strong shot of reality whether yours, mine or anyone else’s, it is the human experience that we all share in its various guises and formalities. It is this experience that cannot help but tailor itself to the needs of each and every one of us. Transfinite captures real life and prescribes an alternate reality that could very well help to render service to those who deem worthy.
