The House That Jack Built/I Should Direct Queer Horror/All Around Us
I watched the house that Jack Built, and honestly
It was all very Faustian to me
I felt that he was glorified
By the filmmaker for his
Superfluous sense of dominance and
Omnipresence, the sort of narcissism
Only a director or conductor can possess–
The constant comparison to Glenn Gould, well–
I found that a bit offensive…
But mostly
I was mesmerized
By how a movie that tried
So brazenly to push boundaries–
A movie hailed as being
So disturbing, so gratuitously gory
That it had no purpose–
I found it a bit amazing
That in 2018
Men are still obsessed
With chaining women to radiators
Speaking to them like dogs
Cutting their tits off like they are
Made of silicone.
I was astonished that
That
Was the scariest thing, the most offensive
Most disturbing thing
People could imagine–
Me?
Personally? Well–
I know of a plastic surgeon
In Kentucky
Who makes this movie seem like
A rom com.
I wonder when the world will be ready
For queer horror, you know–
The kind that goes on
All around us
Without anyone ever
Batting an eye.