The other night I watched Luca, the story of a young sea creature who dreamed of the world outside of his ocean – a world to experience and one to feel free in. He meets another sea creature named Alberto and the two of them start to live a new life with humans in a small coastal Italian town. Without even the friendship and relationship between Luca and Alberto, you can read this as a queer story. A colorful being who’s deemed a monster by those who aren’t like him must blend in and change himself to survive in the dominant society. Even the ocean itself, where Luca lives, can been seen as a metaphor for the collective unconscious as the things we try to hide about ourselves we keep deeper inside.
Here, queer, etc.
Here, queer, etc.
Here, queer, etc.
The other night I watched Luca, the story of a young sea creature who dreamed of the world outside of his ocean – a world to experience and one to feel free in. He meets another sea creature named Alberto and the two of them start to live a new life with humans in a small coastal Italian town. Without even the friendship and relationship between Luca and Alberto, you can read this as a queer story. A colorful being who’s deemed a monster by those who aren’t like him must blend in and change himself to survive in the dominant society. Even the ocean itself, where Luca lives, can been seen as a metaphor for the collective unconscious as the things we try to hide about ourselves we keep deeper inside.