Thursday, February 10, 2011
Master and Commander
Horatio Nelson, looking a little green around the gills, but so would you after losing an eye and an arm in humungous sea battles with the French fleet.
One of my heroes--natch. Indeed, what self-respecting LGBT BLT doesn't thrill to the gallant admiral's enigmatic-but-suggestive last words, 'Kiss me, Hardy,' addressed to the shipmate who held him as he died of wounds during the Battle of Trafalgar? Forget all that Lady Hamilton business. And besides, Serge Gainsbourg made a super-duper song of the same name in the eighties: pure disco-fied orgasmo-decadence of a transcendent nature.
Posted by Terry Castle at 2:17 PM