A series by Christopher James looking at the 'Gay Best Friend' trope
I don’t love to complain (okay, sometimes I do). Most of the times I write this column to understand how gay representation in mainstream film has changed and evolved over the decades. Each shortcoming could be seen as another toe that LGBTQ+ characters stuck through the door of mainstream society. However, not all representations are good. Especially in the late 90s and early/mid 2000s, male focused comedies used gay characters as particularly malicious punchlines. As cartoonish as these characterizations are, they did paint a horrifying portrait of gay life to straight people. To gay people, these characters also served as a vision of what straight America hated about them.
My dark confession is that I love Adam Sandler comedies. They remind me of being an immature teenager and immediately bring back the sense memory of my hometown and a specific period in my life. Yet, these films were often the main source of these mockeries of gay life. (Though Sandler could be an equal opportunity offender, making himself the butt of the joke, too). Other mainstream comedies followed this formula to diminishing (and more demeaning) returns. The biggest R-rated comedy of this time was Wedding Crashers. The film grossed $205 million domestically (only to relinquish this title later to The Hangover 1 and 2) and was a word of mouth hit.
Today, the film’s success feels completely wild...
It’s not just that the movie is offensive, homophobic and mysoginistic (it’s all of those things), but it doesn’t even have that many jokes. In my memory, at least the first hour was a mile-a-minute laugh riot followed by a dour second hour. On rewatch, that isn’t even true. The first-half sets up the unpleasantness that engulfs and dominates the entire film. In short, it’s an unforgivable slog.
I’m getting ahead of myself. This column isn’t called “ruin your favorite bro comedy from the 2000s” (even I wouldn’t read that). So who is the gay best friend (more like gay butt of the joke)? That would be Todd (Keir O’Donnell), the black sheep of the Cleary family.
Claire Cleary: Actually Todd is an amazing painter. He's going to the Rhode Island School of Design.
John Beckwith: Wow, that's a great school. Congratulations, Todd. That's really impressive. RIS-D!
Todd Cleary: Yeah, Dad - Dad always thought I'd be a political liability...
[getting angry]
Todd Cleary: ...in case he ever ran for President.
Secretary Cleary: Now, now Todd. Actually, truth be told, polling shows that a majority of the American people would ultimately empathize with our situation.
Todd Cleary: [sharply, raising his voice] What IS our situation, Dad?
Grandma Mary Cleary: You're a homo.
We meet Todd as John (Owen Wilson) and Jeremy (Vince Vaughn) are doing recon on the wedding of Christina Cleary (Jennifer Alden). Her Father is the U.S. Secretary of the Treasury, William Cleary (Christopher Walken). As they crash the wedding, John and Jeremy flirt with two of Christina’s sisters - the chill Claire (Rachel McAdams) and “stage-five clinger” Gloria (Isla Fisher). They make an impression and are invited to a weekend at the Cleary’s estate following the wedding. With jet black hair, a scowl and a bit of a hunchback, Todd is coded first as a sort of grotesque gargoyle and second as queer. This is only further underlined when he’s presented next to his family. Secretary Cleary has three beautiful daughters and one son that spells only trouble for him. The movie never defines Secretary Cleary’s politics, but needless to say John McCain is in attendance at Christina’s wedding.
The first dinner of the weekend clearly states how Todd is viewed within his family. Even when the conversation turns to an interest or character trait of his (i.e. painting), the script reverts back to the easy joke. We don’t need to get to know anything about this character because the movie thinks we already know enough - he’s gay and thus a freak. Todd labels himself as a “political liability” that could keep his Dad from moving up the ranks. The best compliment that William can come up with is that people would “empathize with their situation.” The situation in question? Dealing with a gay kid. Grandma Cleary (Ellen Abertini Dow) very much doesn’t want to deal with their “situation.” Almost every word out of her mouth is “homo,” said in the most disgusting sneer. Everyone in the Cleary family treats Todd somewhere between ambivalence and disgust. The joke is always on him, as if the filmmakers think we’re going to fall on that same spectrum too.
Todd Cleary: I made you a painting. I call it "Celebration." It's sexual and violent. I thought you might like it.
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Todd Cleary: We had a moment at the dinner table didn't we?
Jeremy Grey: No! No! We did not have a moment at the dinner table, Todd!
Things only go from bad to worse as day turns to night. After Jeremy pries himself away from Gloria, he retires to bed only to wake up to a surprise. Todd wakes Jeremy up and presents him with a “tasteful nude” painting that he did of him. The whole scene escalates with Todd trying to force himself on top of Jeremy, while Jeremy reacts with utter fright. There are so many ways to slice what’s so offensive about this. It reinforces this idea that gay men will act aggressively and try and “turn” straight men. These “real men” should fear this abnormal man who can only think with his dick. Similarly, the film thinks its funny that Jeremy is being pressured into having an unwanted gay encounter. The next morning, Jeremy tells John he felt like “Jodie Foster in The Accused,” where Foster played a rape victim. By my count, sexual assault is funny, particularly because it happened between two men. Good work to all involved.
When John and Jeremy are kicked out of the Cleary house, we leave Todd and many of the side characters behind. As they are leaving the house, Jeremy gets one last jab in to Todd. He’s going to keep the painting “because it was a gift.” For roughly 45 more minutes, John wallows in his feelings until going after his happy ending with Claire. Jeremy accepts that he maybe likes Gloria’s craziness and proposes to her. Everything is right with everyone. Yet, punchlines like Todd don’t get happy endings. Other comedies took homophobic jabs at their token characters. Still, Wedding Crashers felt like a particularly egregious example of this troubling trend.
There’s a reason this movie was a hit in 2005, and it’s not just because people didn’t care about misogyny or homophobia. It’s a good idea for a movie. The idea of a movie about wedding crashers is inherently funny. These people come for the good parts of a wedding - the booze, the women, the lower inhibitions, the dancing - but stay too long and get wrapped up in the bad parts of a wedding - family drama. Unfortunately, the men are just assholes through and through and the Cleary family is so one-dimensional. Each family member gets one joke and one characteristic. Isla Fisher is crazy. Rachel McAdams is pretty. Bradley Cooper is an asshole. The Grandma says homo A LOT. There’s never another joke or another level to any of the characters, yet they all feel like they’re begging for another dimension.
Every joke relies on stereotypes, rather than subverting stereotypes. What would happen if the men were outmatched by the women’s wits? What would happen if the Cleary’s political positions were challenged (or at least defined)? What would happen if the movie didn’t ditch having fun after the opening monologue? For a movie that was widely considered R-rated debaucherous fun, no one seems to be having any fun. Weddings are supposed to be fun.
Previously in Gay Best Friend
pre stonewall
post stonewall
1990s and the 2000s
the now