As a teen, films centered on disenfranchised youth spoke deeply to me, and one of the most vivid entries in the genre was Gregg Araki’s The Doom Generation. These moments happened largely at the movies. But every once in a while, something came along and gave us-at least some of us-the knowledge that we weren’t totally alone out there. The culture made it clear: Being queer was not ok. This was before the Internet, so we were mostly on our own, except for porn and a lot of AIDS narratives and hardly much else. We grasped at any coded queerness we could find. While the small-town queers I knew had mostly found our tribe with the punks and goths-and maybe even with the theater kids-we were still operating on some secret level, having no true points of reference to guide us into gay adulthood. In the 1990s, young and angry was the norm, especially for queer kids.
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