by Douglas Messerli
Gorka Cornejo and Gonzalo García Chasco (screenplay), Gorka Cornejo
(director) Yo sólo miro (I Only Watch) / 2008 [18 minutes]
Their dinners together are mostly quiet, she,
clearly somewhat of a martyr, often eating yogurt or different dishes or smaller
portions of what she feeds her husband. She dearly loves her son, and can’t
wait for his phone calls, while Eduardo gruffly takes them over, often cursing
his son for reasons undetermined.
Her husband suddenly
reveals that he has been called for several days on a business trip. She,
packing up for him ahead of time, suddenly discovers a cache of three other porno
tapes hidden away in plastic bags, these, to her shock, representing gay
pornography.
She mentions having to do
through the closet in order to find the leather suitcase, but he does not
respond.
In his absence she watches these new gay
tapes, again with a seeming sense of mixed fascination and horror. And upon his
return, it is clear that she is determined to speak to him about the matter,
sitting for a while on the bed, as he showers, with the porn tapes beside her,
but finally rushing off to the kitchen, although the porn on the bed for him to
discover.
They eat, once more, in
silence, she finally pleading to know why he had never told her, had left it up
for her to discover his secret desires—or perhaps, given his regular “business”
absences from home, his outside sexual activities.
She begins to explain that
she understands, he immediately interrupting her to insist that he could never
explain himself to her, that it is impossible for her to comprehend.
When he returns from work
the next evening, there is someone ringing at the door. When he gets it, he taken
aback to discover a cute rent boy (Iker Lastra) who almost forces his way into
the house, having been hired by Julia.
Eduardo is stunned,
terrified that she is perhaps imagining a new way to sexually engage him, but
she quickly attempts to explain that the young boy is entirely there for him; “I
only watch.”
So quirky is this short
Spanish film, that it’s hard to know whether to interpret as a fairly
enlightening approach to the sudden discovery of a husband’s hidden sexual
desires, or to perceive it as a perversity as I would guess most viewers might
describe it. But we all know that such seemingly kinky relationships do exist
in real life, and perhaps may actually help keep couples who have grown out of
sexual love to maintain their other emotions of care and respect for one
another. And, if nothing else, Julia seems to have found a sublimely comic way
to punish her unfaithful husband.
Los Angeles, March 8, 2024
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (March 2024).
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