coming through
by Douglas Messerli
Joshua Hernandez (screenwriter and
director) Pretty Boy Josh / 2020 [9 minutes]
Yet Hernandez’s work does something more than most of these works in its
expression—particularly in the early frames of this film—of how the LGBTQ
community itself can sometimes be off-putting to young individuals attempting
to come out. Pretty Boy Josh begins with a litany of supposedly admiring
phrases that themselves seem alienating, as if the handsome man we see on the
screen were not an individual filled with contradictions but a single “thing”:
“hey handsome,” “hey cutie,” “you’re so tall,” “you’re so skinny,” “you’re a
vegan?” “you’re Latino?” “oh, you’re gay,” “you’re a bottom, right?” “you’re a
twink.” “you’re just so pretty.”
These may all be true, but they’re as dislocating in their good
intentions as were the phrases such as “girlie,” “sissy,” “homo,” and “faggot”
that he heard as a young, self-expressive boy who “hung-out with the girls.”
Hernandez admits that growing up those words truly hurt him, but perceives in
looking back, “if someone were to call me those names today I’d probably look
him in the face, laugh, and say thank you.” Clearly he has, as D. H. Lawrence
expressed it, “come through.”
When he had his first male-on-male kiss at age 19, he was both excited
and terrified, but also kept wondering what his parents might think,
particularly coming as he does from a family in which his mother was Puerto
Rican / Dominican and his father is Cuban / Bahamian. Those cultural links with
their macho / patriarchal values along with his Roman Catholic upbringing meant
that it was frightening to even imagine that a son might be homosexual. He
admits that he was surrounded by “toxic masculinity” and “a narrow definition
of what a man should be.”
What happened to Hernandez is what occurs to so many young men, women,
and others, the feeling of internalized homophobia begins to make the young
person dislike him or herself. So that first kiss, that first sexual experience
at age 19 made him feel as if doors opened up inside him and, as he puts it, “I
got a taste of what a queer life could look like.” Most such narratives might
end here, with perhaps the closure of the central figure sharing his new
identity with others, the normal “coming out” process.
When he turned 21 he realized he had remained and wasn’t going to drown.
But “I was still sick and in the closet.” At 22 he began to go on dates and
traveled but he was still sick—and in the closet. At 23 he continued to have “no
idea where my life was heading,” and he was still sick and in the closet. He
finally told his parents. Evidently their reaction was that of many parents,
anger and accusations, but gradually understanding, love, and eventually
support. “My relationship with my parents blossomed.” His health improved and
he started liking himself again. He ends: “I’m 25 now and I’m proud of the man
I’ve become.”
This moving and sweet portrait of a singular gay experience but with
enough general similarities that it resonates with all young LGBTQ people, was
supported by the Miami-Dade Department of Cultural Affairs. There should be
more works of this quality produced across the US, but I am fearful that in our
reactionary times such voices may go unheard.
Los Angeles, October 17, 2022
Reprinted from World Cinema
Review (October 2022).



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