
2000 · Jamie Babbit
How But I'm a Cheerleader has been received, argued over, and remembered.
Critics in 2000 mostly shrugged — too broad, too campy, trying too hard to be John Waters, they said. Two decades on it's been fully reclaimed as a foundational queer classic, complete with a 20th-anniversary director's cut and think-pieces admitting the critics got it wrong.
The enduring debate is whether the original reviews were simply homophobic-adjacent — fans argue straight critics panned the very camp artificiality that queer audiences instantly understood as the point.
The Barbie-pink-and-blue world of True Directions is one of the most instantly recognizable aesthetics in queer cinema — endlessly referenced in Pride moodboards, drag, and pop visuals — and RuPaul out of drag in an 'ex-gay' polo shirt remains an iconic casting punchline.
A cult object turned canon climber: a fixture of 'essential queer cinema' lists and a genuine Letterboxd favourite, especially as the film that cemented Natasha Lyonne and Clea DuVall as a beloved on-screen duo.
Influences Jamie Babbit has publicly named — the director's own word, distinct from the inferred lines of influence.