![]() ![]() The food fight on a hot, sweaty afternoon, in which they smear fruit across each other’s mouths then collapse onto the floor? Ah. From then on I watched it with open eyes. I was doing an English degree at the time, which is remarkable, given my failure to grasp basic subtext. “What? No! Shut up!” I said, when he pointed it out during a scene in which Idgie (Mary Stuart Masterson) and Ruth (Mary-Louise Parker) go for a platonic picnic, and there’s a pointed close-up of Ruth dipping her fingers into a pot of honey. ![]() He informed me that I loved it because it was the gayest film of all time. When I was 19 and at university, I made one of my housemates watch it with me. My mum said she didn’t know how I could watch it so often. To prove my devotion I almost wore out the VHS that I had taped from a late-night Channel 4 screening. When I was 12, Fried Green Tomatoes was my favourite film. ![]()
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