by Douglas
Messerli
Robert Hawk and
Jacob Robbins (screenplay), Robert Hawk (director) Home from the Gym /
2014 [6 minutes]
Why it took two
writers to create a “screenplay” without dialogue and in which the central
character (played by co-author Jake Robbins) simply undresses, I can’t explain.
Perhaps it took someone other than US director Robert Hawk to describe what a
gym costume really consists for, the hooded sweater, the open T-shirt, the
heavily laced black gym boots, the difficult to pull-off sweat socks, the equally
tight sweatpants, and the shorts under.
Finally, with some struggles our strip-teaser
is finished, naked, the camera eventually moving in and down even to catch a
look at his penis.
One
has to wonder, is that what this film is all about?
But then, there is the tear—actually two
tears that drip slowly from his eye.
Sorry,
but why should I care? Just because I’ve now seen him totally naked? That he
seems to very vulnerable after he’s torn his costume—certainly every bit as
complex as that of a drag queen—away from his limbs? You’d think that with two
writers they’d have given us some further clue or even pretend an answer for such
an after work-out melancholy.
This might have worked far better as a
photograph: a boxer all suited up and ready to punch with a tear rolling down
his eye.
Los Angeles,
September 19, 2024 / Reprinted from My
Queer Cinema blog (September 2024).
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