This is not only a documentary, but poetry in motion. It’s raw, aching, vibrant emotion. It’s soul poured onto film. It doesn’t talk down or hold back, and in its short runtime it still encapsulates the gay black experience so searingly. Contextualizing the homophobia slung from all directions with the faces of the people who have to bear it, internalize it. But also looking at the light, the humor and wit, the creativity and community. Love is juxtaposed and interlinked with fear. It’s a moving and affecting art piece as much as it is an informative and essential snapshot of a time that still reverberates today. It’s simply phenomenal.