Saturday, March 8, 2025

Bonzo Villegas and Carlos Vilaró Nadal | En el mismo Equipo (On the Same Team) / 2014

beyond the mountain

by Douglas Messerli

 

Bonzo Villegas and Carlos Vilaró Nadal (screenwriters and directors) En el mismo Equipo (On the Same Team) / 2014 [22 minutes]

 

Argentinian filmmakers Bonzo Villegas and Carlos Vilaró Nadal’s quiet film of 2014 En El Mismo Equipo (On the Same Team) is ostensibly another of the many fictional films about gay sports players who have difficulties, given the macho hetero-normative values attached to athletic activities throughout the world. Moreover, Emanuel (Pablo Delgado) plays rugby, the most touchy/feeling male-groping sport in the whole world—except perhaps for wrestling. But wrestlers go after each other one on one, while rugby is a truly team sport depending upon the emotional bonding of the entire group. As South African director Chadlee Skrikker’s 2019 short film Hand Off reminded us, rugby is a difficult sport for a homosexual to play given that the entire team has to be comfortable with physical contact with the gay man.

      Yet Emanuel has evidently a fairly easy sexual relationship with another team player, Tano (Emiliano Monteros) with whom he still hasn’t completely come to terms. As the two escape to the woods after a game, he insists he’s not like his friend, that he thought Tano was the only one with whom he could share his feelings, but now realizes that they’re “different”: “I’m not like you.”


     “Who says?” Tano counters, arguing that Emanuel simply has to relax, to accept life as it is, which will make all the difference. The two make love, but we sense a deep frustration, even anger remaining in Emanuel’s thoughts as we see him in his room later slugging his rugby ball as if it were a boxer’s heavy bag.

        A dinner conversation of his family members concerns, among other things, a friend who has gone away to Buenos Aires and come back as a gay man. Although a couple of those at the table argue something to the effect that it’s not so unusual these days, several, including Emmanuel’s father, appear to feel it’s still “unnormal,” and most of the women side with the gay man’s local ex-girlfriend. One quieter sister, Laura (Verónica Paz) observes her brother and seems to sense his troubled state of mind, particularly when he suddenly leaves the table.

       She too appears on the small porch apparently ready to talk with him, but he has been greeted by a another of rugby buddies passing in a car who insists that he join them in the evening’s pre-game night, since the next day they are playing the team from Santiago. He agrees, although the long shower he takes in preparation makes clear even that choice has involved a painful sense of conflict.

     He arrives at the party only to see his sister is there as well, already fairly drunk, and he is surprised by her presence. Meanwhile his friends force him to speak with a girl, Agustina, of whom he has previously commented. He briefly talks to her and her friends, but soon excuses himself “for a moment” to get a drink; he never returns to continue their conversation. Wandering around the lawn, observing others of his teammates involved in heterosexual flirtation and love-making, including Tano, he seems lost, and finally pulls away from the party, standing apart from the others. He is soon joined by his sister.


       She speaks to him simply: “I don’t know if you know this, but there’s a lot more beyond the mountain. The world doesn’t end at Tucuman or Yerba Buena. The house is not the only place you could live in. Or rugby isn’t the only activity you could do. These parties aren’t the only place you could be at. You could live a life completely different if you decide to do it. But yeah….you’re gonna need a lot of balls.” Not a great English language translation of the Spanish original, clearly, but wise observations nonetheless.

      Through several frames Emmanuel has been seen carrying an airline add advertising freedom, which now makes it clear that what has been holding him back is not rugby, or even his inability to accept his homosexuality. He is after all different from his friend Tano, not in his sexual orientation but in his desire to escape from the small town restraints in which he is entrapped. Many of the problems facing young gay people lies not so much in their inability to accept themselves as gay individuals but in the inertia of having to break with and move away from the normative heterosexual pulls of their lives. It is simply easier to fall into the patterns of nearly everyone else in the world in which you’re born and raised. Some gays can’t come out because it takes the energy of determined self-will to escape what everyone around you defines as the preferable way to survive.

       But in the end, Vilaró Nadal and Villegas’s small gem is not a “coming out” movie nor a movie about the difficulty of escaping from the heterosexual demands of playing sports, but a story about a young man coming to terms with adult life, of defining where and how he wants to live that life whatever it might bring.


     Clearly Emanuel (which means “God with us”) does not sleep that night. And the next morning we see him wandering a wooded road before standing on a small stone wall to stare out over the valley at the rising sun. The camera pans down to see the small travel ad slip from his fingers, and intercuts with a few faces from his immediate past life. When the camera pans back up to the wall, Emanuel is no longer there, having gone only God knows where.

 

Los Angeles, June 23, 2021

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog and World Cinema Review (June 2021).

Manu Morales Contreras | Sombra de ojos (Eyeshadow) / 2019

the witness

by Douglas Messerli

 

Manu Morales Contreras (screenwriter and director) Sombra de ojos (Eyeshadow) / 2019 [21 minutes]

 


The Chilean director Morales Contreras’ Eyeshadow begins with a young man, Pablo (Luis Pinto), standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down into the roiling waters below. He is about to leap, but is pulled back at the last instant by Mirna (Claudio Diaz), an older drag queen who evidently lives nearby and takes the boy to her house, serves him tea, and invites him to stay with her.


    Soon after, we see her collecting money from a prostitute and making a call to meet up with someone else for more money, so that we suspect that perhaps she herself is also a prostitute. But over the weeks or days—the film is purposely vague about time—we hear how so many of her drag queen friends have simply died or “disappeared,” presumably during the military junta rule and the cruel dictatorship of Augusto Pinochet, likely helped to power by the US in reaction to the Marxist Allende. Several times we see were watering flowers on a wall shine for the dead.


      They used to call one of her best friends Marilyn, Mirna tells Pablo, and when she disappeared Mirna sought some memento like the dolls she has about her house. Unable to find any talisman to represent her missing friend, she found a picture of Marilyn Monroe in a magazine, cut it out and pasted it to her wall.

      As they lie together in bed one night, Pablo admits that he has AIDS, which is the reason, among others, why he tried to kill himself obviously. Mirna reports that she is also a “carrier,” but sees it less as a wall or a cage, but as a place of carnations and syringes. Clearly she has been taking medicine to help her, as evidently Pablo has as well. She declares she knows someone who can get it for him cheaper. And it now becomes evident why she has so desperately needed the money from earlier scene.


      At one point, she helps cheer up the sad boy, who is utterly fascinated as he watches her put on her makeup in preparation for those days she appears in drag—she protects herself by not appearing in drag when they go shopping—by putting make-up of his eyes, lips, and cheeks as well. Soon after they dance to a sad song about three and then six black tears, each colored by mascara.

      Most of all, however, she advises the young man not to become a victim, a brave statement in a world that has victimized its own people. And even though they both have been sickened by the drugs, she demands that she wants to help him continue to live. I’m an old person, she declares, but you’re still young.


     We see Pablo, soon after, vomiting, sickened again by the disease or the drugs that he’s taken to help prevent it.

        In the penultimate scene, Mirna returns home and calls out to her new friend, but finds him no longer there. In the last scene we see her standing at the same cliff from where she has pulled him back from suicide, suggesting that Pablo, in despair, has finally jumped to his death. Mirna stands once more as witness to the deaths of queer individuals in her country.


       This short film is a painful picture of a world that has suffered so very much, particularly the queer community who found no welcome in the Pinochet regime, and suffered as did most of the world with rise of AIDS in the 1990s, when this drama supposedly takes place—although today Chile is considered one of the most progressive of South American countries regarding LGBTQ rights.

 

Los Angeles, March 8, 2025

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (March 2025).  

Jean-François Monette | Take-out / 2000

a space in the bed

by Douglas Messerli

 

Nancy Hughes and Jean-François Monette (screenplay, based a story by Derek Brown), Jean-François Monette (director) Take-out / 2000 [37 minutes]

 

Working after school three nights a week and on weekends, Rory (Gianpaolo Venuta) serves as the Chalet Hut chicken delivery boy, even though as the movie’s prologue reveals, he absolutely hates chicken and even as a child stopped eating it.


      As the movie begins, other than his eccentric reaction to chicken, we know very little about the likeable young Rory except that despite his very normal activities of playing soccer, boxing around his high school chum, Enzo (Benjamin Plener) who works on alternate nights as a delivery boy but on most nights as a dishwasher, and making a film of a girls’ soccer team so that Enzo can might easily make contact with the girls. Indeed, Enzo is one of those young high school braggarts who is always talking about the girls he bedded and inquiring about Rory’s newest heartthrob, about whom Rory remains extremely vague, hinting she’s an older woman in college.

      We also know that he hasn’t a very good relationships with his father, with whom he lives, darting out of the kitchen the moment his car pulls up and shouting down to him that the leftovers he’s brought home for his father are in the refrigerator.

       Other than that, in the first few moments of the film, Rory seems simply displaced, not totally happy much in the way that many teens of 18, still stuck in high school because of a late year birthday might be.

       But everything changes, quite unexpectedly, when he delivers up chicken to a man living alone in a large house, Pete (played by gay Canadian actor, playwright, and director Daniel MacIvor). Pete, a well-to-do lawyer is on the phone when he arrives, screaming out obscenities to whomever he’s speaking with on the phone, which may suggest the breakup of a business friend or personal relationship. All Rory notices is that when he hands him the box of chicken and Pete calls him into the house to get his billfold is that the man has tears in his eyes. Despite his gruff manner, he’s obvious been terribly hurt.


     Pete is otherwise personable and appreciative of Rory’s sweetness toward him, commenting that he’s found the other boy (Enzo) rude, and that he’ll try to remember to order take out chicken only on the nights Rory is working.

       Something, we don’t know precisely what, clicks with Rory and the sad elder but handsome man, who might almost be the age of his own father. And at first we guess that his curiosity about the man—who on his second visit invites him in, asks him to play a question to a board game (“What was Tevye’s of Fiddler on the Roof profession?) and even later wanders out back of the house to observe the man dancing alone—may have something to do with a search for a true father figure to replace his absent dad.

       But we quickly realize, just as Rory does, that it’s actually a case of a love of young man for older man, which just as younger men and girls fall for older women and men, often happens. But it hits Rory, who apparently hasn’t even pondered the possibility of his being gay, a bit like an out-of-season Quebec blizzard. He stops by a roadside grocer and flips through the pages of a gay photo magazine, one of the many popular back in the day, only to be dismayed by Enzo pounding at the window, hiding it quickly behind a nearby male exercise magazine, Enzo mocking him for finding anything of interest regarding sports other than soccer.

      When on his next shift, Enzo describes delivering chicken to the “faggot” dressed only in his track jockeys with an erect cock and playing him with 12-dollar tip—all apparently fabricated since we know that Pete doesn’t like him—Rory nearly goes out of his mind with gay lust, imagining his next visit to him, as a true invite into not only the house but into his arms.

      When he does arrive, he finds a woman in the house packing up boxes, the two of them sorting through their possessions. Obviously the break-up Pete has suffered has not been with another man but with a woman, which means that he is probably not gay. When he invites Rory into the house offering him the board game which he might play with his friends, Rory stares back in amazement, mumbling that he and his “friends” don’t play those kinds of games. When Rory tries to offer anything else of interest he might spot in the house, Rory finally becomes so despondent that he refuses, angry and hurt, even though Peter tries to clear up things offering it instead of tip as a “gift,” in recognition that there has been something between them if only frustration and loneliness.

       Rory hurries off, rushing through the traffic, and making a stop off at his school outside of which, in the dark, he furiously masturbates. A statement perhaps to his old school and his new sexual orientation as well as a much-needed relief from his previous sexual fantasies of Pete.

      When he returns to the restaurant, Enzo suggests they get drunk, which they do, sitting outside a doorway talking. Enzo, again trying to probe about his friend’s older girl friend, demands to know at least what color her hair is.

       Drunk and confused, Rory mumbles “he’s a brunette.” Enzo suggests he must be drunk since he just used the wrong pronoun, not he’d mind really if….  If what, Rory demands.  If you were… If I were what, Rory shouts out, seemingly ready to come out to his friend. “If you were a faggot.”

      Rory pulls away, jumping back into is truck. A day or so later he drives up once again to the now empty house and enters, the door unlocked. In the middle of the living room the board game still sits, with a note, “Rory, it’s yours as a gift.”


     The boy wonders upstairs and into the master bedroom. There he spots the four holes in the carpet which signify the precise location of the bed. He lays down in the center of the space, claiming as his gift a space on the bed in which Pete slept each night.     

       It’s clear that for Rory, regarding his sexuality, there is no turning back.

      Actor Venuta is so very personable and charming and the interactions he has with actor MacIvor so endearing that along with the quite beautiful color photography of the film, that I’d argue that Canadian director Jean-François Monette’s Take-out is one of the best shorts of the year.

 

Los Angeles, November 7, 2022

Reprinted from World Cinema Review (November 2022).

 

Benjamin Morgan | Meet Joe Gay / 2000

the gay romantic

by Douglas Messerli

 

Benjamin Morgan (screenwriter and director) Meet Joe Gay / 2000 [25 minutes]

 

Director Benjamin Morgan would like to make a gay romantic fairy tale, but, at 27 the longest relationship he’s ever had lasted only 3 months. So why hasn’t he found his Prince? Why has he failed on gay relationships? And why this interest in gay fairy tales?

      Toggling back and forth with the fairy tale he’s attempting to film and the questions he asks of himself along the way, Morgan tries to get to the heart of his romantic failures.


      In search of answers Morgan revisits his past boyfriend, Kevin, who he strangely asks to talk about their relationship when that was what he most complained about Morgan in the first place. “Everything was a big talk. Can we talk? There was this constant need for reassurance.” On his part Morgan remembers that Kevin wouldn’t describe them as “dating”; they were simply “spending time together.” He couldn’t even call him his boyfriend.

      They’ve now become good friends, but Kevin is also brutally honest, remembering their sex as being only “okay,” not great, but just “okay.” The honesty and opening-up eventually hurts Morgan’s still fragile ego.



      So Morgan goes to his wise friend Richard to see if he might help with some of his problems. Richard thinks one of the problems is perhaps that Morgan uses a lot of “products,” meaning make-up and facial creams (not “tools” or “toys”). We have already noticed that the director had applied a dark tanning color on the lower part of the face while seeming to forgot the top. In any event, Richard feels that perhaps that gets in the way, that Morgan is sort of looking at himself over his shoulder, so to speak, trying to be someone he physically is not.

     Morgan, accordingly, shows his make-up artist and audience his “routine.” As someone who washes his face and combs his hair at most, it does appear to me to be quite ludicrous, Morgan himself suggesting he recognizes of the absurdity of it all. “But I do it anyway,” he adds as if that explains his obsession to use makeup in the manner of that I always thought absurd—even of women, but particularly with regard to men.

      He goes home to see his parents because they have what he believes is fairy tale romance, every day each of them trying to make the other happy. In fact, they appear to be a truly loving couple. His mother suggests his expectations are far too high and, although her son believes himself to be receptive, he truly isn’t. And both parents seem to suggest that there are parts of him that simply haven’t matured yet.


      Even Morgan agrees that he may be trapped in adolescence, reiterating why most of his audience quickly discerned, that anyone at 27 who still believes in fairy tales has some growing up to do.

      In order to see if he can get some of his “adolescent funkiness” out of himself, he decides to throw a gay slumber party, which seems to be the most adolescent of all his interests in the film up to that point.

       Together they discuss gay behavior, commenting on how many gay men in their late 30s are still going out every night and doing drugs as if they were in their 20s, with a friend commenting that today’s gay boys openly break out of adolescence in their late 30s when they began to think about relationships.

       In the streets of West Hollywood, he gets reconfirmation of these views. Many of the young men came out relatively late, one at age 24, another 30-some-year-old admits he didn’t come out until two years ago, while a 40-some-year-old laughs, suggesting he never came out of “it,” that he’s the biggest kid he knows. Obviously, the very problem of coming to terms with one’s own sexuality late, delayed by the cultural and social pressures to remain heterosexual, themselves impose delayed adolescent problems. There’s so much catching up to do, as one young man complains.

       Suddenly I recalled my own youth, remembering that many of peers married right after school and others even during their last year having impregnated their girlfriends. By the time that I came out at age 20 they already had four-year-old children, while I still needed a least three more years of wildly enjoying my sexuality that I had just finally uncovered, and probably would have remained in the exploratory mode much longer hadn’t someone like Howard, my 53-year-long husband, who I knew so closely shared my intellectual, moral, and cultural values that I couldn’t dare to let him out of my life. I did find the right person, if not a “romantic prince.”

      Almost all the young men he interviewed felt they were still “catching up” on those lost years of not being able to except the sexual desires one felt.

      And there are other problems. Most young gay men don’t date in high school, or at least seriously date. Accordingly, the appropriate behavior of meeting and getting to know another person has never been learned. Indeed, I think if one might carefully explore the subject, we would discover that gay men don’t at all behave with each other on their first meetings the way heterosexual couples do. There is far more honesty perhaps, but also a deeper sense of insecurity since the rules of gender dominance and behavior has little sway in gay world, except at its extremes.

      What Morgan also notices (the year being 2000 when this film was made) is that younger boys of 17 and 18 were forming easy gay relationships that didn’t seem possible to his own generation. He interviews a couple of boys he taught in his summer film program who began just as “best friends” and quickly fell into a natural, loving relationship that was not readily possible for those who would not come to terms with their sexuality for several years in the future. When asked where they see themselves in 10 or 20 years, these young teenagers describe themselves still being together, almost unthinkable for those entered the scene 5 or 10 years beyond their current ages.

     Back at the slumber party Morgan and his friends also discuss the fact that as gay men they have no parameters, no definitions that help define or demand rules and structures to their relationships. Gay men generally do not begin a relationship by looking to raise children together, or even imagining a family. Moreover, almost all of them do not know other gay men in their later 30s and they almost all agree that know no older person in a relationship. They have no one to speak to who might advise them or stand as models to a permanent relationship.

      What doesn’t get discussed, moreover, is that these men have a much smaller pool in which to seek out others than do heterosexuals. The number of gay urban individuals is tiny compared with the heterosexual world, even in cities as large as Los Angeles. And one quickly gets to know most of the bar-going individuals available of one’s own age group.

      Joe Gay (Nicholas Downs), the Cinderella-like figure who begin Morgan’s fantasy romance, has a hard time in even climbing onto the Prince Charming’s (Joe Domenico) horse.

      Morgan finally visits an older gay couple who have been together for 41 years. They explain how they met, a kind of fairy tale story of its own. And for Morgan, the couple are living his fairy tale.

      His “wise” friend Richard suggests that gay men have to get used to the possibility that they may never meet anyone who wants a permanent relationship with them. And there is a way to accept that by realizing that living alone also has its advantages. It’s certainly better than cursing one’s life because it didn’t turn out as you expected.


      The older gay couple admit to the world I know so well: they fight endlessly, describing themselves as “The Bickersons”—which clearly dates them, given that “The Bickersons” was a popular radio show beginning on NBC in 1946, and continuing of CBS until 1951, starring Don Ameche and Frances Langford, who argued throughout each show. Even though the elderly gay couple claim they still kiss good night before going to bed and kiss each other each morning, there are still sometimes, suggests one of them, that you want to take a frying pan and knock the other over the head.

       Morgan admits that he has never bothered to imagine what happens after his Prince Charming and Joe Gay get home and settle down for the night. He admits that he had cast his friend Kevin as Prince Charming, but the role Kevin wanted to play was just “Kevin.” Morgan had tried to make him a “boyfriend” more than attempting to get to know him as a friend.

      Perhaps, Morgan ponders, he’s simply not cut out for a relationship. To be 27 years old and never yet been in love, particularly when he considers himself such a “romantic” says something about him. The myth, perhaps, has become more important than the reality, the idea taking prominence over the experience.

      The thing that almost all of Morgan’s slumber party friends most fear is to be old and alone. But what they aren’t taking into account is that even if they met Prince Charming and lives a long full life of happiness, the same ending is a likely possibility.

      All of those of older age or in relationships in this film, suggest Morgan stop trying to find someone with whom to have a relationship, to relax, open himself up to pleasure, enjoy another person, have sex, hang out, and let happen what will happen.

      But even after all of that, the director of this work cannot let go of his concept of Prince Charming. Although he hoped that the film might provide an epiphany, it didn’t anymore than his daily scanning of his world reveals the perfect person. He cannot that quickly give up his adolescent myth, which like his daily make-up routine, he knows is absurd but cannot cease.

 

Los Angeles, June 24, 2023

Reprinted from World Cinema Review (June 2023).

(W.I.Z.) Andrew John Whiston | Baby / 2000

teenage angst

by Douglas Messerli

 

(W.I.Z.) Andrew John Whiston (screenwriter and director) Baby / 2000 [12 minutes]

 

A young man (Ben Whishaw, in only his third film but only four years away from his major stage role as Hamlet), is purposely overwhelmed by female and homoerotic images. By day he visits the local public pool, mostly to serve as a voyeur as he checks out the male divers and swimmers—some of whom greet his glances with delight—finally joining them in the steam room before daring to share quick glimpses of their bodies in the shower.

 


     The skater boy also appears to be heavily into drugs, at one point sitting on his skating board shaking in a manner that looks something like a slight withdrawal.

      By night the clicks of his eyes serves him as a memory screen of images to which he masturbates, and through which British director Andrew John Whiston’s film draws its audience in as shared voyeurs, reexperiencing the narrative they have already witnessed as the almost never-ending blinks of bodily imagery we all daily encounter.


      The boy, however, is still a kind of innocent, somewhat like a child embarrassed for his own body and equally afraid to share in the world of sexualized images that he witnesses even at his local grocer, with its magazine racks of women’s glamour magazines and adult porno mags equally and openly displayed.

       When our nervous young bi-sexual finally decides to leap into the pond, so to speak, he can hardly bring himself to maneuver around the dozens of bodies, large and small which fill up the space around him. Ready to leave due to self-confidence, the sudden appearance of a female beauty in a mauve one-piece bathing suit opens his eyes to the true seduction of the flesh.



       This short film ends, however, in the men’s shower, where he has now joined all the other male swimmers who’ve been forced out of the pool due to the restricted pool hours for women only.

       Into this mass of male muscle and cock, the boy plunges almost terrorized for showing an erection. But suddenly, in comic counterpart, a naked female child appears in the doorway, moving forward without pause through the mass of male flesh in search apparently of a father or uncle. The baby is the complete opposite of the young teenage “baby,” totally unaware of any of the sexual implications of nudity or gender, demonstrating perhaps what happens to us all as we gradually become sexualized through societal pressures. Our baby boy teen hopefully might take lessons from the real baby in his midst, joyful in her body, innocent, and mindless to the meaning of sexual difference.

 


      Since this movie was filmed in 2000, both British and US culture has grown even much more nervous and self-conscious about nudity and sexual difference, perceiving nearly all nudity as a potentially dangerous manipulation of others, so that such an innocent scene would surely never have been permitted, with thousands defining it as “child porno”—which perhaps reveals just how much we are now all trapped in a teenage-like angst.

 

Los Angeles, October 30, 2023

Reprinted from World Cinema Review (October 2023).

James Bidgood | Pink Narcissus / 1963-1970, released 1971

arthouse eye candy by Douglas Messerli   James Bidgood (creator and director) Pink Narcissus (created from 1963 to 1970) / 1971 (relea...