by Douglas Messerli
Sylvain Coisne (screenwriter and director) Dylan Dylan / 2017 [17 minutes]
Early on, Yanis is furious with Hugo for attempting to peel away the
stars they have posted for their son on the sliding door of the balcony. Their
varied feelings of bereavement, moreover, put each other on edge. Had the film
expanded and continued to explore this territory, it might have been a somewhat
profound short that explored new territory.
Much of the plot consists of a trip to a distant motel to which the
couple take their boxes of their son’s possessions to toss into a local
dumpster, there momentarily rediscovering their love in sex. But even in their
isolated spot someone has found them out, their car again covered over with a
homophobic slur, the reporters having followed them as well.
Hugo, moreover, keeps having visions of a lightning storm in which an
airplane is hit by a lightning bolt. At another point he sees an image of a
plane in the bathwater, which convinces us that perhaps the child died some
freak air accident.
After their sexual reconciliation, Hugo begins to leave as Yanis
remains, telling him to pretend that he may never return home.
I
can well imagine is some communities that the death of an adopted child by two
gay men might bring about the hostility of the right-wing neighbors. I can
comprehend the fact that even the news may be interested in the situation,
although any respectable media source would have not seen this incident worthy
of coverage. I cannot quite imagine, however, even in the worst corners of the
bigoted USA that the two would be threatened with death because of their own
child’s death unless there really was an incident of neglect or abuse involved.
“That night it was thundering. Hugo could not
sleep. So he went to see him in his bedroom. Dylan was asleep, facing the wall.
But his eyes were open. Ruptured aneurism, they said. Simple. He would have
died, even in the bathtub, even in the car, or with another family. It was
bound to end up this way.”
We
feel we were purposely made to feel confused by the author, given the real
story is the couple’s sadness and perhaps sense of guilt. Coisne has created a
mystery where there was none to be found, embedded his work with a sense of
hysteria that is hardly believable, and then resolved it without truly
exploring the emotions that remain with the troubled gay couple. Perhaps he is
attempting to demonstrate the irrational behavior of those who hate. But even
the repetition of the child’s name hints that the director might want to have
started all over again without the theatrics, telling the story of the couple
who loved this boy who just happened to have been homosexuals.
Los Angeles, July 31, 2023
Reprinted from World Cinema Review (July
2023).




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