The current DVD edition of Bound is no longer in release. That means when the current copies are off the shelves, that's it, finito.
If that makes you feel sweaty or panicky, I would order one today. I'm going to!
Usually when they put a title on "moratorium" with DVD retailers it means they are planning a new special edition. But I haven't heard any news to that effect. I also wonder what would be any more "special" that the current DVD, which is uncut, and features the audio commentary with me, the Wachowskis, the lead actors, and the film's editor.
You might ask, "Well, why don't you have any inside information?" Unfortunately, I don't. I haven't heard from Larry or Andy since The Matrix premiered, coincidentally on my birthday, several years ago.
That was a lot of fun, but I had no idea it would be the final curtain! I remember standing with Andy, just before we got in the car to drive to the theater, and he turned to me and said something to the effect that if this didn't work, if people just sat there and scratched their heads, then to hell with it.
They'd worked on it, exhaustively, for so long. He'd rather go back to plumbing in Chicago. And a couple hours later, it was clear that was never going to happen!
A lot of people have asked me since then about Larry Wachowski's divorce, and the stories about his gender identity or relationships. I'm not privy to it, but if I was, I wouldn't be blabbing!
The only thing I do observe is how the mainstream media treats such a story that raises gender issues, and kinky sex. It hasn't changed much since the days of Christine Jorgensen, or when Bettie Page was prosecuted for dirty bondage photos.
The subject is treated like a circus act. Any non-vanilla sex is portrayed as a terrifying departure from conformity, and the loss of security that seems to imply. They conjure up a spectacle that is little more than the type of thing you'd see in a before-and-after picture in a weight-loss ad, as if to amaze us that this could be the same human being.
It's an insight-free deposition.
There's part of me that wishes Lana, TAFKA Larry, would be a defiant loud-mouth bitch who would blog, podcast, and parade down the street. But that cracks me up, because the idea of my old director not being SHY is far more transgressive than any genderbending I can think of.
Meanwhile we do have a lot of defiant, awe-inspiring, genderfucking loudmouths who are well worth a listen. My friend Kate Bornstein for example. Or Max Valerio, whose new book, The Testosterone Files, is the most poetic, heart-crunching memoir of "sex changes" I've read yet.
That's me on the Bound set, "waiting for my close-up" as the bar girl Corky tries unsuccessfully to seduce. It's ten years ago this year!
