by
Douglas Messerli
Ernest
Anemone (screenplay), Julio Dowansingh (director) Family Affair / 2023 [16 minutes]
The truly delightful short comedy Family
Affair begins
by seeming to be about anything but what its title hints.
Did I forget
to mention that Tanner is a transgender male? He saves the day by offering his
mother a celebratory Mother’s day gift, one day late, which, so Beverly
declares will permit him “to keep him living a little longer.”
Beverly,
we soon discover, is evidently working as an on-line sex worker.
Just as
in John Waters’ 1998 film Pecker,
the
typical US family is revealed to be something a bit different from what many
might imagine it to be.
Meanwhile, I should mention, Tanner has been communicating via his
cellphone with someone who sounds like a possible sexual date, who given both
of their comments sounds quite sinister. “Are we still doing this?” “Yes. Stop
asking.”
We have
clearly entered a world where asking is beside the point.
Emily
warns Tanner than Beverly will murder her when she finds out, with Tanner
responding that his mother has been threateningly to kill him for the last 18
years, which, if nothing else, makes it clear than at least Tanner is of age.
Maybe their course in body science (in which the students have chosen to name
their resident skeleton as “Boner”) is actually a college classroom, even if
the film’s publicists insist they are high school students.
Back on
the cellphone, her correspondent is asking “Have you told your friends about
us?” Tanner answers, “Yeah,” her phone friend presuming that “it’s a bad idea.”
Asking if he’s told his mom, Tanner replies “That would definitely complete her
mental breakdown.” Who is this cellphonic pervert we can only wonder?
Tanner
finally meets up at the office, inside of the predesignated parking lot, of the
man with whom he has been communication. “Look, I’m starting to think is a big
mistake,” says what appears to be a doctor, a psychologist, or just a straight
businessman. I can vote, I can serve in the military, observes Tanner. “This
isn’t just about you’re your age, the handsome stranger observes.
“Look, I done living my life for other people,”
Tanner finishes off the conversation.
As Tanner begins to unpack his bag, the
stranger insists, “Not here. We’ll go to my place.”
In his
bedroom we hear words, with no appearances of the figures behind them: “Ow, that
hurts.” “I’m doing my best,” just before the camera reveals the two in sequined
gowns, and in flaming red mock wigs. “How do I look?” Tanner asks her father,
who replies, “As beautiful as the day you were born.”
We
suddenly realize that in Jamaican-born Julio Dowanisngh’s film, they are about
to share the stage in drag.
All
fury, Beverly shows up, opposed to the whole notion of her “son” appearing with
her drag- performer husband, but also realizing that it’s hopeless. But when the
mother finally explains she’s just there to support her “son,” Tanner and his
father Tommy (Dan Domingues) take to the stage to do what we all know will be
an incomparable act.
The film
ends with Tommy responding to Beverly’s act of love, “You know, Bev, you’re the
only woman I would have ever married,” she responding, “Ditto,” closes this
totally queer deconstruction of US notions of gender and sexuality.
By the
time we finish this short work, we thankfully exit the theater dizzily
wondering what gender and sexuality is all about.
Los Angeles, October 20, 2024
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema (October 2024).
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