Johnny Chico

There are no concessions in Johnny Chico, but nor is there any forgiveness. This is just another story of a guy who doesn’t fit into the reality he’s living in, but even so, just gets on with trying to survive the world around him. He is searching for the same thing that, deep down, we are all searching for: to be loved and accepted.

Every two days a homosexual is murdered somewhere in the world as the result of homophobia. All too often, homosexuals suffer aggression and even lose their lives at the hands of groups of people or individuals who have their own sexual identity issues.

Johnny Chico is clearly just another victim of a kind of behaviour we hear about on the news every time we sit down to dinner. Just another fairy who needs a good beating to shut him up good and proper, just for loving in an unconventional way. 

So what about us, the audience? We just sit there and watch Johnny’s plight, but we don’t help him escape. We let him get on with it, lost and frightened, alone and aimless as he is. Johnny’s downfall is that he is who he is but what would happen if he was one of us? One of our relatives? Or our son?  

Johnny Chico is a fuck gender ode in the fight against LGTBIQ+ phobia. Because it really doesn’t matter who you are or what you wear or what you want to be: a him or a her, a man or a woman, because in the end we’re all the same when we get naked.