No one's fated or doomed to love anyone.
The accidents happen,
we're not heroines,
they happen in our lives like car crashes,
books that change us,
neighborhoods we move into and come to love.
Tristan and Isolde is scarcely the story,
women at least should know the difference
between love and death.
No poison cup,
no penance.
Merely a notion that the camera should have caught
some ghost of us.
That tape-recorder not merely played
but should have listened to us,
and could instruct those after us.
This we were,
this is how we tried to love,
and these are the forces they had ranged against us,
and these are the forces we had ranged within us,
against us and within us,
inside us
and against us.
THE NIGHT LESBIANS INVADED THEIR OWN BAR
SURPRISE! WE'RE LESBIANS, BEAUTIFUL, LUCID AND HAPPY!
FIRST NATIONAL LESBIAN SEMINAR HEALTH, VISIBILITY AND ORGANIZATION
SECOND NATIONAL LESBIAN SEMINAR
WELCOME FUTURE LESBIAN GENERATIONS OF THE 21st CENTURY
YOU'LL HAPPILY ENJOY OUR VICTORIES
A WILD PATIENCE HAS TAKEN ME HERE
You woke up early, boy?
Are you hungry? Are you hungry?
Hey!
Gordura. Look at what I have here.
Come on. Here.
Shit...
Come here, come here.
Aren't you hungry?
Sassy cat...
Let's go, let's go.
Come and eat my big pus-
- You want to twerk tonight? - Yes!
That's what I came for.
Guys, it's here.
Let's do this!
I love it!
My girlfriend.
My first girlfriend.
Can I have a beer?
- Are you alone? - Huh?
Are you alone?
Yes.
- Want one? - No, just beer.
- I've never seen you here. - It's my first time.
I mean, not the first. I used to come here a long time ago.
This used to be a bar,
and I came here with my friends.
But you weren't here.
My mom's friend.
I think I was like 12.
She was the first black dyke I met.
- What's up? - How are you?
- Did you like the club? - I did, I did.
It was full. A little crowded.
But that's when it's good.
Yeah. That's right.
Alright. It was nice meeting you.
I have a long way home.
Can I come?
Christiane Torloni and Silvia Pfeifer in Brazilian soap opera "Torre de Babel".
- I'm leaving. - Hey!
C'mon! Come inside. Have a drink with us.
Yeah? It's kind of late.
Are you leaving? We just got here.
- Have a drink with us! - Come on!
Just one?
One? Alright, one.
- Wait, see if Mili is here. - Mili.
Mili.
But then I started coming over more and liking everyone and...
You're very brave.
When I was your age, this was impossible.
Actually, we're brave enough to pretend we're free.
But, in my days,
we didn't kiss people in the street or did whatever we wanted.
It really was another time.
Isn't this your time?
Guys, let's eat. Breakfast is ready.
Do you know São Francisco right here?
It was full of bars.
There were many gay and lesbian bars.
In São Francisco?
In São Francisco!
At the end there. Charitas.
- Really? - Really.
I swear. But this was like 30 years ago.
I was young. Everyone was more discreet.
I was ashamed and scared of people seeing me,
so I went to Rio.
And people from there came here.
It was a strategy to be in different areas.
We used to flirt in the ferry, make out, then leave.
- That was it. - So Niterói was a dyke spot?
- It still is today! - I think so.
It was at school.
I remember she was older, played in the basketball team,
she was kind of masculine...
I remember pointing at her face and saying, "Dyke. Dyke Luisa."
She was beautiful.
I know.
- Go on. - "Fuck, Marry, Kill".
- Love it! - Love it!
Go on!
- I'll do it, I'll do it. - Do it.
- C'mon! - Ana Carolina.
Maria Bethânia.
- And Mart'nália. - Okay.
- I... - Let me think.
- What the hell? - I fuck...
- Say it, babe. - I fuck Ana Carolina.
Marry Bethânia.
And kill Mart'nália.
Really?
Not me.
I fuck Ana Carolina and marry Mart'nália.
- Then I can kill Bethânia. - What? C'mon!
Who in their right mind would kill Bethânia?
Angela, leave me alone! C'mon!
I fuck Mart'nália,
marry Bethânia obviously
and kill Ana Carolina.
- No remorse? - No remorse, no mercy.
Do you remember Lia, my friend?
- The pothead. - I love her.
- The pothead in Chapada. - The pothead in Chapada.
Her friend's mom is very close to Mart'nália.
Wow...
Sometimes she has barbecues.
When Lia is there and Mart'nália goes too,
she says she's always high.
- She's awesome. - She's awesome and perfect.
I'd totally marry Mart'nália. Check this out.
Sunny Sundays, me and Mart'nália,
some beer, some samba...
- How about you? - Me?
If I have to get married again, I'll marry Bethânia.
- But I like Mart'nália. - See?
Now let's go with Linn da Quebrada...
- I like her. - Mc Rebecca and Ludmilla.
All of them! I want them all!
Aunt Deise. Everyone has a dyke aunt.
The crime took place last Thursday night, around 10 pm.
According to the police, the victim said...
- I think it's awesome! - Really?
You have to shoot with us before you go.
- Yes, shoot an episode with us. - An episode?
- We have a YouTube channel. - Guys... No, no, no.
You can read one of your poems, tell a story.
This is silly. It's for me, it's stupid.
Who wants to hear what an old dyke has to say?
- I do. - Guys, c'mon! I can't hear anything!
approached her near the square,
and forced her to walk to the shore of the bay.
She said she tried to avoid it, screaming for help,
but he struck her with slaps and punches.
In her deposition she said that, during the rape,
the attacker had said,
"Now you'll learn to like men."
And the smell of wet dirt
for us to be happy, we need to cultivate friendships
for us to be happy, we need to dive into our fantasies
our freedom
a love story
We are here to overcome the tradition of silence.
- The lesbian body is invisible. - This is not somewhere else, but here.
- We have to remember... - I called myself a dyke...
-...in our country... -...this culture oppresses...
-...invisible to cinema... -...a country moving closer...
-...silences... -...to you...
-...and destroys. -...how am I seen?
marginalized for... -...its own ways of making people disappear.
-...my black body is an armor... -...those who don't call themselves that...
I had a girlfriend with the power of invisibility.
I want to be visible for black dykes.
- My dyke voice gained power... - The conditions of my visibility...
-...when I was with her... -...to build bridges...
-...how I look at her... -...I was invisible too.
-...how I look at a film... -...just because we love each other.
This broadcast is dedicated to the women *PEOPLE who came before us,
the ones that are here and understand what we're doing.
And those who don't understand too.
And for those of you who'll come after us, come,
we have a lot to talk about.