Heath Ledger who?

There's a movie doing the rounds at the moment called Brokeback Mountain. You couldn't get me into a cinema to watch this turkey at the point of a gun. Not only is it based on a story by Annie Proulx who inflicted 'The Shipping News' on an unsuspecting world, but the screenplay is by Larry 'Lonesome Dove' McMurtry.
Be that as it may, I don't really understand why people are getting all het up about it. Apparently the movie is about a couple of bum-punching cow-punchers. So now it isn't going to be shown in Rockhampton or Townsville. Rocky, just like people who are called Rocky, is a primitive organism with a fifties outlook on life. It is also the beef capital of Australia. However, as far as I know, it does not have all that many ringers or stockmen within its environs. Not that it would make much difference if it did; the boys would be down at Lee Kernaghan's pub riding bulls or at the Criterion chasing skirt and probably wouldn't even notice the movie drift by.

Townsville is even more baffling. I like Townsville. In fact, I wouldn't mind living in Townsville. Dunno 'bout the humidity in summer, be alright if you were near the beach I expect. Anyway, I would have thought that a thriving university/tourist town would have been sophistimicated enough to put up with a couple of gay cowboys. Apparently not.

Personally, I suspect that the scrapping of Townsville and Rocky, along with similar ocurrences in the You Ess, eh, to be nothing more than publicity stunts by the distributors, much like the EMS crews stationed outside movie houses screening 'The Exorcist' in the seventies.

And I'm always right. Even when I'm wrong.