by Douglas Messerli
Greg Wolf (screenwriter and director) The Venmo Vanisher / 2023 [10 minutes]
This short work bills itself as “a Los Angeles mockumentary”—with an
inordinate, campy sense of hysteria, I might add.
Greg is invited by friends for brunch,
and all goes well, each of them telling their usual meaningless bitchy tales
and sharing endless discussions of work. Meanwhile, a new member to their
group, Loine, a handsome blond, begins to flirt with Greg. When it comes time
to pay the bill each of them proceeds to throw their credit cards on the table,
but Loine claims to have forgotten his wallet; might Greg just cover him and he’ll
pay him back immediately on Venmo? Moreover, he orders up another drink, Casa
Amigo, the others quickly joining him—on Greg’s credit card, of course.
A few days later he invites the
boys over to celebrate one of their, Toby’s, birthday. But Loine does not show
up with them. Even Patrick, the other friend, suggests Greg stop trying to
collect. The two agree that Loine is just “flaky,” that he missed someone’s
wedding just to attend Lance Bass’ pool party.
In the style of the
mockumentary, Greg argues that then “something really strange happened.”
When he attempts to call Loine, he finds the number has been “disconnected.” We
are entering the territory of a serious criminal offense in the story now,
since Greg is still out $200, and clearly he cannot afford it.
The film flips back to the “real”
Greg (all the film’s characters, we are told, are played on the screen by “hot
paid actors”), who now reports: “And that’s when I knew something bigger was
going on.”
Greg calls up Loine’s female friend Maggie, and discovers that Loine has
also ordered up “Casa Amigo” drinks with shaved ice several times on her card
as well, and similarly, he never paid. They do, so Greg reports, what any sane
person would do. They begin to stake out Loine’s place where they discover
something really “weird”: dust on the doorknob!
Greg calls the police,
reporting a case where there are now several victims and a missing person; but inevitably
the cop scoffs at his desperation.
Our distressed hero decides to
take it back to its source, visiting Loine’s mother, who tells the tale of her
good boy taking her out for Mother’s Day, he promising to pick up the check.
But before paying, he goes to the bathroom and “he never came back.”
A man brushes up against him in the street, dropping a piece of paper
inviting him to join him in an alley to learn about Loine.
Greg shows up, explaining that he has now been looking for Loine for two years, but the hooded confidant will not reveal his identity: “It’s safter if you don’t know.” “Know what?” Greg cries out.
At that very instant a burlap
bag is thrown over our hero’s head, as he realizes he was set up to be
kidnapped. They punched him and shouted “Quit searching for Loine, or otherwise
next we won’t be so easy on you.”
Greg thinks maybe he should
stop, that he’s getting in over his head. But he simply can’t, he claims. He
wants his money, and besides Loine is clearly on a rampage. Patrick suggests it
isn’t safe anymore, that he needs help, Greg arguing, “No, what I need is my
200 dollars!”
Returning home with groceries the next day, he suddenly observes Loine
jogging. “So I did what any obsessed, exhausted, unhinged person would do.” He
drops the groceries and goes chasing after Loine. But when he catches up with
jogger, it isn’t at all Loine, just a runner with long blond bangs, a bit like
the way Loine used to look. But Greg, now almost mad, insists he’s going to
find Loine, repeating it over and over again.
An end note reads: “Greg never
found Loine. No longer being able to afford Los Angeles, he was forced to leave
his friends and career behind and move to a small Wisconsin town. He lives a
quiet life with his two dogs, Schnitzel and Falafel.”
After seeing this short film, I
have now determined to discover why director Greg Wolf made this movie other
than an intent to satirize just how out of touch with reality gay drama queens
really are. I promise you to make it devote the rest of my life to getting to
the bottom of this.
Los Angeles, September 2, 2025
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (September 2025).





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