Oh, Cassandro...

So, here's the thing: you know I like big burly dudes. Now, big burly dudes in tight clothing grabbing at each other and rolling on the floor? Yes, please. 

I have always find wrestling (the one done for show at the WWF and the sporty one done in so many college gyms) very homoerotic. There's no way around it, for me. All that grabbing and grunting, and huffing and puffing. I also find the men involved in this sport a very confusing combo of no-homo-attitude and full on homo intimacy. Really. Have you SEEN Greco-Roman wrestling? It's like foreplay in singlets. 

But the thing is, it's a very homophobic sport/profession. So this movie surely is going to give us an eyeful into that culture. And this is Lucha Libre, so you'll have a taste of what this style, introduced to Mexico in the early XIX century has to say. I'm sure it's not going to be too pretty. So Cassandro definitely had to have balls of steel to go ahead with being one of the Exóticos. Being gay while wrestling as literally a living, breathing stereotype and fighting the conceptions people have of that stereotype? Hard work.

The real Cassandro (Raúl Armendáriz) is fifty three and an active wrestler. 

XOXO

P.S. you may remember these guys from my 'pantry' tour. See? I do like them wrestlers.