Suzette Mayr Knihy

Unicorns, Ethiopian food, a Wonder Woman drag queen: Monoceros offers a funny, heartbreaking look at the tragedy of teen suicide.

Hannelore, Clotilde und Frau Schnadelhuber leben als deutsche Emigrantinnen in Kanada. Eines Tages, jenseits der Fünfundsiebzig, sind sie es endgültig leid, sich schweigend mit einer Welt abzufinden, die für alte Frauen keinen Platz hat. Zornig stehen sie auf, dieser Welt die Stirn zu bieten, und bereiten eine Bezwingung der Niagarafälle vor. Mit der Hilfe von Cleopatra Maria, der 26-jährigen genialen Enkelin von Hannelore, stehlen die drei Frauen ein riesiges Fass und transportieren es quer durch Kanada, entschlossen, der Welt noch einmal zu zeigen, aus welchem Holz sie geschnitzt sind.

A funny, sexy tale of love affairs, magical transformation, and happy endings. The question is, can love be relied on to save the day?

Hannelore, Clotilde, and Frau Schnadelhuber are three old women tired of living in a world which does not allow old women to be seen or heard. Deciding to shake their fists at such a world, the three women plot to go over Niagara Falls in a bright orange space-age barrel. With the assistance of Cleopatra Maria, the 26-year-old genius granddaughter of Hannelore and grandniece of Clotilde, the four women steal the barrel from a travelling show and drive it across Canada determined to prove their worth to a world devoted to youth.

Is creepy Crawley Hall just another drab campus building with bad air, or is it out to kill the academics within?

When a mudslide strands a train, Baxter, a queer Black sleeping car porter, must contend with the perils of white passengers, ghosts, and his secret love affairThe Sleeping Car Porter brings to life an important part of Black history in North America, from the perspective of a queer man living in a culture that renders him invisible in two ways. Affecting, imaginative, and visceral enough that you’ll feel the rocking of the train, The Sleeping Car Porter is a stunning accomplishment.Baxter’s name isn’t George. But it’s 1929, and Baxter is lucky enough, as a Black man, to have a job as a sleeping car porter on a train that crisscrosses the country. So when the passengers call him George, he has to just smile and nod and act invisible. What he really wants is to go to dentistry school, but he’ll have to save up a lot of nickel and dime tips to get there, so he puts up with “George.”On this particular trip out west, the passengers are more unruly than usual, especially when the train is stalled for two extra days; their secrets start to leak out and blur with the sleep-deprivation hallucinations Baxter is having. When he finds a naughty postcard of two queer men, Baxter’s memories and longings are reawakened; keeping it puts his job in peril, but he can’t part with the postcard or his thoughts of Edwin Drew, Porter Instructor.