Tuesday, September 16, 2025

Jordan Gear | Ace / 2018

love without sex

by Douglas Messerli

 

Jordan Gear (screenwriter and director) Ace / 2018 [19 minutes]

 

Z (Lukas Gage) and several of his friends, Russ (Jonathan Lipnicki), Joanie (Ariel D. King), Clara (Gisselle Bonilla), Deek (Ty Chen), and Toddy (Holly Blair) appear to live in a college commune-like situation, some of them sexually connected but with deep ties of friendship that go beyond even their sexual connections. They celebrate in late-night parties, dinners, and weekend grills, etc.

     As the film begins the group is celebrating the fact that Z has just been accepted into one of the best dance schools in the nation. Evidently Deek has invited someone’s cousin to the event, who shows up late in the evening and is introduced to the others as Ace (Lukas Gage). The shy young man who has, so we’re told, just moved there from “up north,” is easily assimilated into the group and evidently remains in their house through the night, because the next morning Russ and Ace are seen knocking at Z’s door to wake him up, the celebrated boy so drunk that he needs Ace to drive him back to the campus.

     In a series of moody, hallmark card-like scenes beginning with their drive to campus, during which Z stops by the ocean to take a naked dive into the waters, and which extends for the next weeks after, director Jordan Gear establishes a growing relationship that develops between the beautiful blond-haired Ace and the handsome Z.


     One night back at the community house, as the boys are seen dancing with each of their girls— in a scene that is highly reminiscent of the prom scene in Get Real (1998) in which the guys, dancing with their gals, only have eyes for each other—culminates with Z and Ace sharing a bed, gently interlocking fingers, and finally kissing. We don’t know if it goes any further, but it certainly looks as if their long attraction to one another is finally consummated.

      Yet the next morning, Ace arrives to breakfast where the rest of the group are already gathered, and maintains a distance, instead of choosing to pull up a chair to the long group table, he perches on a nearby ledge to eat. As the day wears on, he almost adamantly chooses to ignore Z, while spending an inordinately long time playing a guessing game with one of the women.

      Angry with his behavior Z storms off, eventually Ace joining him in an attempt to explain. And for a moment it appears that their love will pull the two back together as Ace moves toward Z and they hug. But a moment later, Ace pulls away, shouting out “I can’t. I can’t.” End of movie.


      Obviously, there are several ways you might explain the reasons why Ace pulls out of what almost appears as an inevitable love at the last moment, and why the movie ends at this very moment, a fact that clearly irritated some amateur commentators.

      Underneath his open acceptance of the group which is clearly bi-racial, Ace could be hiding some secret phobia about blacks. Given his obvious attraction to Z throughout most of the film, however, and his general abilities to relate to the community, I find it very difficult to believe the director is suggesting any racial bias here.

       For most viewers, the obvious reason for his refusal to go through with what he clearly seems to desire is that he hasn’t quite been able accept his own identity as a queer man, which in opening himself up to a full relationship with Z, Ace would have to admit to. We’ve seen this behavior in dozens of films ever since queer cinema has begun openly talking about such issues in the 1960s, and certainly in the 1990s and since. Our only hope, in such a situation, is that sooner rather than later Ace can finally come to terms with is sexuality and still return to Z before it’s too late—the wishful thinking a most queer observers of such scenes in movies.

      In 2018, the acceptance of aromantic, demi-sexual, or grey-sexual individuals—all conditions surrounding the term Ace, which categorizes some of those individuals who basically experience a lack of sexual attraction or desire, who are yet, on occasion, attracted to gay, bi-sexual, lesbian queers—was not generally recognized. These individuals, seemingly lacking the sexual urge, may be attracted to other LGBTQ figures but generally cannot carry through with the sexual act, defining themselves as asexual.

      I gather that this group of individuals, long having felt invisible and ignored by the queer community, joined the LGBTQ+ coalition sometime around 2010, since that is the year when Ace Week began to be celebrated.

      Certainly, by naming his character Ace, it appears that Gear is attempting to make a direct connection with that phenomenon, and although we don’t get any verbal reaction from Z about his would-be lover’s comments, and therefore cannot truly ascertain whether or not he is actually an Ace bigot, it is quite clear that Z is angered over what seems to be a flirtatious invitation to love that goes nowhere, and leaves him empty after he has himself fallen in love with the boy. And there is no evidence that Z perceives what is the cause of the boy’s behavior. He most certainly might perceive him to be a closet bigot or a still closeted queer without even knowing that there are people out there who, while attracted to other gay men, can’t fully engage in sex itself.

      I must admit that only in the past year I have encountered the condition, and am still uncomfortable with its inclusion in the LGBTQ community. It is not that I do not perceive that there might indeed be people who feel confused by their asexuality, and who feel in our highly sexualized culture that their condition is ignored.

      I have nothing against Ace individuals and would be happy to have any Ace for a friend, since I don’t think of my friends generally in sexual terms. Indeed, except for a few youthful jerks, who among the majority of us defines their friends in terms of their sexual behaviors unless in their sexual activities they are engaging young children or endangering others’ lives? How might it possibly matter to me if one of my friends didn’t feel comfortable having sex? Even as a young man, I did not spend my hours sitting around talking about my sex life—although that has often been a standard cliché of gay behavior.

      For me the LGBTQ coalition, on the other hand, was from its founding very much about sex and gender, and how the heterosexual world, before liberation, generally punished, tortured, and degraded those of us who were sexually queer or didn’t behave according to our birth genders. These were sexual matters because we acted on them and behaved in ways that for centuries heterosexuals had feared and hated.

       Not having sex was simply not part of the quotient. If one didn’t want to or felt they couldn’t be sexually active, what, one might argue, could be the problem; who would possibly choose to ostracize or ignore such individuals? I guess I feel somewhat in sympathy with arguments such as David Allen’s in Spike magazine (August 21, 2022) that the LGBTQIA+ has taken over the original homosexual base of LGBT, adding in what he feels are group of “straights” muscling their way into the gay agenda, or what was originally known as the “gay community.”

      I don’t see the alphabet-soup additions as necessarily being an invasion of “straights” as much as I see it as a embracement of numerous other issues which have little to do with the original group of beings attacked for their sexual behavior, and accordingly distract from the coalition’s focus on important larger issues such as educating youth concerning their sexual fears, job security, the impingement of religious rights, and the original  freedom of expression, increasingly become of importance given the current wave of activist conservatives throughout the world who attempt to roll back queer rights—the most basic principles of what we all fought for, possibly even gay marriage in the US.

      As Gear’s film makes clear, however, it is apparent that Z probably is not going to keep Ace around as one of his best friends. And particularly for younger Ace men and women, in our highly sexualized society they might find it very difficult to keep friends to whom they feel attracted but cannot connect with through sex. I have attempted to think back in time to see if there might have been such individuals who I rejected as a younger man because they didn’t pursue sex. But then, I also have to admit, when I was a very young gay man, before meeting by lifetime husband, nearly all friends, outside a few friends I made in my theater, choral, and church activities, were lovers or other gay men. So perhaps I wasn’t a bigot simply because I completely ignored most of my university colleagues. Friends seem to be something I developed a few years later, when finding someone each night for sex was no longer an issue in my life, and when I began reaching out to others through our careers. I think being Ace or asexual if an issue more important for the young; certainly at 76 one wants to cry out, what the fuck is the problem? But I can now most certainly recognize the problem that an Ace individual has in finding someone to love and share his or her life, if that is what she or he desires.

 

Los Angeles, March 2, 2023

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (March 2023).

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