Next Week: Pumping Iron/Paris Is Burning

Olivia Eason

20 Mar 2026 — 1 min read

This won't be a thing for every week, necessarily. But on a somewhat regular basis I'd like to write about films that I think share something interesting in common. So, next week, I'll be holding my first "Double Feature Friday". For the first edition, I'll be writing about the 1977 bodybuilding documentary "Pumping Iron" and the 1990 drag ballroom documentary "Paris is Burning".

If you'd like to watch along, details are below:

Pumping Iron (1977) - Drs. George Butler, Robert Fiore; available to watch in the United States in March 2026 on Amazon Prime, Kanopy, or for free on Tubi or YouTube

Paris is Burning (1990) - Dir. Jennie Livingston; available to watch in the United States in March 2026 on Criterion Channel, HBO Max, or for free on Tubi or YouTube

See you next week!

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