by Douglas Messerli
Bob Mizer (director) Witch Boy / 1955
The new “witch boy” rejects the broom, as
again and again the Warlock hands it over to him. Finally, flashing the book of
magic symbols before his cute assistant’s eyes, the Warlock forces the boy
takes up the broom. But like all disobedient children, drops it the moment the
controlling Warlock leaves the room. Our witch boy quickly cooks up some other
chemical mixtures, notices that some of the past minions have become
on-the-wall portraits, and falls into a deep sleep.
The
Warlock returns, unable to find his new assistant, who has hidden under this work-table.
But finally, espying the rascal, who refuses to obey his orders, he banishes
him from his presence.
Left alone, the sexy Warlock is frustrated, mixing
up another batch of the toxic chemicals to bring him back to life.
Our cute
boy witch returns and immediately goes back to sleep. Afterall, he is simply a
figment of the Warlock’s magical imagination, and we are sure his constant
commands to reappear are exhausting.
No sex
here, no wrestling, not even any frottage. These boys are simply up to their tricks.
If you
don’t believe female witches and male warlocks are gay, which I argue for Bell, Book, and
Candle of just three years later, well think again. Mizer was telling us
something that, for the moment, was not about his beefcake boys.
Los Angeles, February 13, 2025
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (February 2025).
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