Review of Gayniggers from Outer Space (1993) by Cornel S — 18 Jun 2009

An advanced space-race/space-lifestylechoice (depending on how you view such things) known as Gayniggers, who herald from the planet Anus, on a interplanetary mission to search the cosmos for other male lifeforms to liberate from their female oppressors.

They find Earth (a world with a long history of men being pushed around by women, as we all know) and are horrified to discover the sheer volume of nagging taking place on the planet surface. Emergency measures are called for - which basically involves beaming down a man dressed like Bootsy Collins dressed in his pjs, and having him shoot every woman with a raygun. It's a carefully calculated strategic gambit that pays off because there are apparently only 12 women on Earth in this movie (a handful of gypsies, a few disgruntled fishwives and a smattering of prostitutes).

To celebrate their liberation, mankind throws a pool party which the Gaynigger occupying forces attend. To ensure that relations between the Gaynigger homeworld and GayEarth remain strong, they nominating one of their own to be a Gay Ambasador to Earth, a process which involves putting their fists into a floating brown ring, transforming the chosen one into a fat white dude because this is a form more acceptible to human beings. For a race that has taken to same-sex sodomy with little resistance (and judging by the pool party: an almost fervant enthusiasm), they are not really in a position to be judgmental. We're all gay now, so let's love each other, regardless of colour or creed! Alas this is not the case in this movie; a commentary on the inate hatred that dwells in the hearts of all men, no doubt.

Or the director just had a fat white friend that wasn't doing anything that day.

Another key moment in this sequence is the transformation from b&w imagery to colour (colour which may hew heavily towards pink, which seems a little on the nose, but that could just be my copy); clearly an homage to The Wizard of Oz because we all know how much gay dudes love that film.

A movie is nothing without a good cast of characters, and this movie... Well, it has characters. Rollcall:

ArmInAss, the loud rookie! Captain B. Dick, the leader! D. Ildo, the scientist! Sgt. Shaved Balls, the technician! Major Shitdick, the gayest of all Gayniggers!

Take that, Robert Altman!

This is a movie so subtle in it's message and imagery that it could be formed entirely out of a mist of perfumed water. A must see for anyone who likes their science fiction to be allegorical and cerebral. Or if you happen to live in the future where all women were wiped out and this is now some form of sacred, historical text.