Film Review: ‘Kiki’

Sundance U.S. Documentary Competition 2016
Courtesy of Sundance Film Festival

As a spin-off of New York's gay ballroom scene, the Kiki community gets its own 'Paris Is Burning' via this activism-oriented group portrait.

It takes balls to come out as gay or transgender in New York City today, especially for teens of color — which is exactly what the so-called “Kiki” scene sprung up to provide. A quarter century after “Paris Is Burning,” the fire still rages with LGBTQ youth, as seen in Sara Jordeno’s brash and empowering feature debut, which celebrates how the Big Apple’s ballroom scene — that vibrant subculture of competitive dance-offs from which “vogueing” was born — has inspired a new generation. Encouragingly enough, these obstreperous African-American teens are carrying the torch for more than just wild drag performances (if anything, the documentary is disappointingly light on actual ball footage); they have also advanced the fight for visibility, equality and all-around inclusion. In a context where “face” matters, “Kiki” introduces a number that audiences won’t soon forget.

Faced with daunting HIV infection statistics that suggest as many as three in five could wind up positive, a handful of politically engaged New Yorkers — including “Kiki” co-writer (and small-town Virginia transplant) Twiggy Pucci Garcon — have found a lively way of engaging with gay and trans adolescents at risk of homelessness, abuse and depression. Basically, by taking a page from the Harlem-based ball culture, they have created a “safe haven” splinter movement centered around the West Village’s Christopher Street Pier (causing all sorts of problems for the older and thoroughly gentrified Stonewall neighborhood, un-addressed here).

Here, flamboyant teens meet and hang out with others like themselves, dividing up into teams (ersatz families known as “houses”) and creatively transforming themselves at Kiki balls — the kid sister to their notorious uptown dance-offs, where a fierce competitive spirit could easily destroy younger performers’ already fragile self-esteem. The word “kiki” itself is gay-slang for a fabulous get-together or party, and though dancers (their moves considerably more spastic than the choreography co-opted by Madonna back in the day) still vie for cash prizes, a typical Kiki ball emphasizes fun and acceptance, interwoven with safe-sex messaging and free STD testing.

With the blessing of house doyens Twiggy and Chi Chi Mizrahi, Jordeno gained intimate access to this world for the better part of three years, observing everything from behind-the-scenes ballroom rehearsals to an ambitious White House visit, where Obama says of LGBT rights, “This is an issue whose time has come.”

And so it has — though “Kiki” makes it clear that marriage equality was “a gay white man initiative,” while the concerns facing trans teens of color remain largely unheard. So, where “Paris Is Burning” was all about “realness” (celebrating the ability to blend, whether that meant passing as a real woman or a non-gay man), “Kiki” emphasizes awareness: These youngsters aren’t masking their gender-blurring identities, as previous generations were obliged to do, but exuberantly asserting their presence — They’re here! They’re queer! Get used to it! — and not just at balls, but in public.

Despite the temptation to celebrate their ballroom alter egos, Jordeno is determined to capture her subjects’ real-world personalities — out of costume, on the streets, appearing as whichever gender they most identify with (or, in Gia Marie Love’s case, before and after her transition). While this approach provides an incomplete picture of the Kiki scene itself, it delves into intimate revelations about homophobia, drug addiction and prostitution. And for any who doubt the urgency, the film even includes a candlelight vigil for a friend lost to HIV. In one particularly candid scene, Symba McQueen (a fixture within the Kiki community, as the events’ boisterous emcee) reveals the story of his own status.

While such testimonials sound distressingly similar to those heard 25 years earlier, the fact that HIV infection rates are on the rise (especially among people of color) and that intolerance remains (inner-city kids lob insults from the sidelines) justifies “Kiki’s” occasionally didactic tone. After all, the film — which, like last year’s “Tangerine,” was developed in collaboration with its subjects, upholding the “Not About Us Without Us” philosophy — wasn’t intended merely to amuse open-minded festival and arthouse audiences, but also to reach lost/closeted adolescents seeking acceptance and encouragement in more conservative corners of the world.

In the era of the Black Lives Matter movement, the film reinforces that credo, privileging each of its young hero(in)es with a striking shot in which they stand, alone or in pairs, staring directly into the camera — and defiantly out at the world. Among her subjects, there are those who seek “gender confirmation” (to use the politically correct term recently featured during the Oscar telecast to describe “The Danish Girl’s” pioneering operation), and others, like Chi Chi, who cross-dress strictly “for the entertainment value.”

Regrettably, “Kiki” seems far less interested in entertainment than activism. On paper, Jordeno’s art-world background might make this project sound like the next “Rize” — in which fashion photog David LaChapelle intercut a profound South Central sociological portrait with stunning krump-style dance footage — but apart from a few staged routines (on a subway platform, in front of a barber shop), “Kiki” proves relatively unexceptional looking, lensed and edited to look like standard reality TV fare. Even so, it explodes with energy, thanks in part to rattlesnake-taut dance tracks from MikeQ and ballroom DJ crew Qween Beat, but mostly from the Kiki kids themselves.

Film Review: 'Kiki'

Reviewed at Sundance Film Festival (competing), Jan. 27, 2016. (Also in Berlin Film Festival.) Running time: 95 MIN.


(Documentary — U.S.-Sweden) A Story and Hard Working Movies production, in co-production with Sveriges Television, Film Vast, with support from Swedish Film Institute, Film i Vasterbotten, New York State Council of the Arts, Swedish Arts Grants Committee and Art Matters Foundation. Produced by Annika Rogell, Lori Cheatle. Executive producer, Tobias Janson. Co-producers, Daniel Pynnonen, Emelie Persson.


Directed by Sara Jordeno. Screenplay, Jordeno, Twiggy Pucci Garcon. Camera (color, HD), Naiti Gamez; editor, Rasmus Ohlander; music supervisor, MikeQ; supervising sound editor/re-recording mixer, Tom Paul; associate producer, Goran Hugo Olsson; second unit camera, Iskra Valtcheva, Lucas Millard.


Chi Chi Mizrahi, Christopher Waldorf, Divo Pink Lady, Gia Marie Love, Izana "Zariya" Vidal, Kenneth "Symba McQueen" Soler-Rios, Twiggy Pucci Garcon. (English dialogue)

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  1. BillUSA says:

    Hmmm…..let’s see now. Hollywood is behind homosexuals in unprecedented fashion. They are making ways into areas they never dreamed of such as politics and business and you suggest that it takes cajones to come out as homosexual? Now they’ve become obnoxious due in no small part to the pandering liberal media.

    On the other side of that coin is the fact that not everyone is going to accept that having homosexuals around is good for their lives. But stating even slightly as much brings on the fire and brimstone (not to mention the persecution of anyone who tries to exercise religion in their lives and business).

    That’s what I don’t get about this whole “everyone must accept homosexuals now” craze that has gripped that part of the population. I don’t actively seek out their presence in my social circles and I sure as hell won’t accept any homosexual on the basis of that I have to – lest I be labeled an enemy.

    I freely admit that I don’t approve of their lifestyle, their misguided perception that one can be born homosexual, or their over-sensitivity to anything in general. Yet, they have every right to exist in the world, get married and enjoy the same rights as I do. Why that attracts the label of ‘homophobe’ is indicative of the lack of tolerance and imagination of those who want the rest of us to exercise without fail.

    • Michel Benedetti says:

      Dear Bill. I understand your point and I guess this movie is a bit too much for you. But this is not about Gay rights or accepting Gay Culture. But in order to see my point you’d probably have to watch the movie – which you apparently you didn’t for whatever reason. I guess you wanted to make a point – about the overpowering dominance of gays and the apparent pressure to accept their lifestyles. Well, here’s a thought: I think it’s fine if you don’t accept Gay lifestyle – although I don’t really know what that is – but please don’t expect us to accept yours in a sort of copy/paste manner – there’s really two different worlds – with the same apparent rituals (e.g.marriage), but with completely different ways of living that. I am totally against this naive idea that everything is the same. Also thank you for sharing your thoughts!

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