chemistry lesson no. 1
by Douglas Messerli
Peter Michael and Bailie Reichardt
(screenwriters), Peter Michael (director) Bro / 2016 [21 minutes]
In this Australian film from 2016,
Aaron (Riley McNamara) and Harris (Chris Charteris) are two very unlikely
friends, the first boy a truly laid-back long-haired guy with fuzz under his
chin who seems to have accidentally stumbled in from the early 1970s, and
Harris, a studious, clean-cut young man who might have been at home in the
early 1960s. These two have evidently been friends from childhood on, but what
they see in one another is a mystery to both the viewer of Bro and
seemingly to the characters themselves.
Time after time, much to the increasing irritation of Harris, the same
pattern is repeated, which ends with Harris having to restore Aaron’s sense of
well-being. But once the depression is over he is on to the next brief
encounter while trying to interest his friend to seek out girls as well. He
even offers, as if it were some sacred gift, to be his “wing-man.”
But Harris is finally fed up, and like
so many of the girls Aaron meets tells him that he needs to grow up and seek
something other than these endless lightweight situations which leave him
stupidly devastated.
This time, however, Aaron is tired of
Harris’ refusal to participate in his world and more than a little irritated by
his friend’s lack of support and lectures on how he should reform. Besides, why
should he care if he seeks out women, one of his great joys in life, since
Harris is obviously so shy that he won’t even try to find a date? What does
Harris know about love?
Inadvertently Harris blurts out that
he’s truly irritated with Aaron and tired of trying to buoy him up since he
himself is in love with him!
Aaron simply cannot assimilate the
news, and immediately leaves. The two do not see each other for several days,
perhaps weeks, as Harris strangely seems to fall into a jumble of potato chip
wrappers and frozen dinners which usually characterize Aaron’s apartment.
Finally, Aaron appears with a speech
rehearsed. He has indeed been startled by the revelation that his best friend
was gay and, on top of it, startled to discover that he is in love with him. He
admits it’s hard for him to understand since he is straight.
Harris simply apologizes. He had not
meant to say that to Aaron, not meant for the truth to have come out of his
mouth.
It’s a funny and very strange turn of
events. There are been numerous films where a straight learns to tolerate his
best friend’s sudden announcement of being gay. But very few to my knowledge in
which the straight guy is willing to convert to being gay just to remain with his
best bro.
Unfortunately, we don’t believe it.
There is no way on earth that the inveterate chaser of girls is going to find
happiness in gay sex, and as I suggest in my first paragraph, it is nearly
impossible to comprehend how Harris could be in love with such a total loser.
Certainly, they may truly care for each other, but love is a very different
thing. And if you begin with types, opposite types at that, and expect to
comprehend what else that stereotyped individual has to offer that the other
stereotype finds worthy of great sacrifice and love, you don’t understand the
literary phenomenon of character, which writer and direct Peter Michael appears
to never have even questioned. Aaron is not liked by girls for the very same
reason, I’m afraid, that why we wouldn’t be liked my most gay boys,
particularly the straight-arrow type that Harris has been portrayed as being.
Something in this film seems to be missing. It might be described as
chemistry.
Los Angeles, October 6, 2022
Reprinted from World Cinema
Review (October 2022).


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