placid and passive
by
Douglas Messerli
Louis
Thines (screenwriter and director) Août (August) / 2017 [15 minutes]
I
have now watched French director Louis Thines’ short film August three
times, the first two viewings dating back to a couple of years ago. And I am
still perplexed as to what the purpose of this film might be, or for that
matter, what is even the subject of the film.
A young man, Louis (Thines) and his long
time best female friend Roxane (Roxane Hérault) travel to the south of France
on vacation, renting or using a family summer house. The very evening they
arrive, they throw a party for what appear to be most Roxane’s friends.
The party itself, like so many movie
parties, seems absolutely boring, and is assuredly not way cinematically
engaging unless you enjoy watching lithe young bodies clumsily move about in
purple light with an occasional flash of the required neon just to make it
interesting.
At the party, however, Louis catches the
glance of an older youth, Jeremy (Jeremy Papallardo), a blond-headed cutie who
catches not only his eye but apparently Louis’ attention, particularly when the
next morning—some of the partyers have evidently stayed the night—Jeremy invites
the manchild Louis over to his house, which is nearby.
But this time, apparently, Jeremy is
tired of the boyish flirtations and, as Louis enters the house, grabs him,
quietly remarking “I know you want it,” as he begins to kiss the kid, while the
thin Louis stands like an inert light pole without responding, presumably it
being his first experience with another gay man and his inability to decide
whether he wants to give in to his emotions or not. Perhaps he has no sexual desires,
is simply asexual. But we have never been given the opportunity to know anything
about Louis or about his would-be aggressor, since Jeremy quickly sends the
cute cipher on his way.
The last scene shows Louis laying out by
a pool, presumably at the house he and Roxane are sharing. Is he regretting his
lack of action? Does he even care that he has been rejected? Behind those dark
sunglasses, does he even know that he has himself emanated a sense of desire
that his
been
thwarted with his own inability to act?
The character is not presented fully
enough to know anything about him, let alone to help us to care about whether
or not he is even thinking. He has simply failed to respond, the reason
apparently not even mattering enough for the character, actor, writer, and
director himself to want to pursue an answer.
In this case, the third time was not the
charm.
Los
Angeles, May 1, 2024
Reprinted
from My Queer Cinema blog (May 2024).
No comments:
Post a Comment