Sunday, December 15, 2024

Stephen Riscica | It Gets Better? / 2016

when love is hard to find

by Douglas Messerli

 

Stephen Riscica (screenwriter and director) It Gets Better? / 2016 [11 minutes]

 

In this short US film an older man, clearly now an alcoholic, sits next to his computer, occasionally watching a short YouTube piece by a handsome young man (Samuel Ashkenazy) who proclaims, as have many a short film and just such broadcasts, that things actually do get better when you graduate and leave home. The young speaker is clear that although he despaired in his high school days, he now has beloved friends, and feels at home in the LGBTQ community.


    This message, I believe, is important for young people to hear, for, in fact, things do generally improve for those who move out of their closeted worlds into larger cities at the right age, and who find jobs, and are willing to meet others at bars or other social occasions. The gay world is generally supportive. It certainly was to me when I tried out New York City for a year, helping me, at moments, to find places to live and showing me in general how to survive. I fell in love with an older man who made me feel somewhat protected, although I already possessed a pretty strong constitution, and was ready to meet the obstacles of that sometimes cruel city. Besides, I knew that eventually, when the time was ripe, I would return to the university and finish my education. For me the tough urban jungle was an exciting and energizing experiment. Things were never that bad for me in the first place, but succeeding at the challenge made my life even richer and allowed me to finally live the full sexual life for which I been longing.

   Disgusted, however, by the proselytizing of the young YouTube speaker, the man determines to record his own story. He too agrees that in the freshness of youth things do indeed get better, when you’re young and you meet someone with whom you fall in love. He makes an important point, arguing that young gay men (and by extension gay women) are never taught how to love.


     One could argue that many a young heterosexual is also never taught to love as well, but the society is full of models. Perhaps it’s easier for today’s youth who need only to turn on their computers to see gay films and even porn that help to explain and teach what it is gay men and women do together, the gay films sometimes even presenting the problems and joys of what loving entails.

     But for those of previous generations, which this man represents, there were no models. Yet somehow, as he points out, young gay men still found one another, learned how to love together, and how to heal their previous hurts for simply having been born different.

      Just as the youthful YouTube commentator argues, youth seems full of possibilities. But the old man (Gys de Villiers) soon lost his lover and has grown bitter. Evidently he looked for replacements without success, and as the years passed, despite his constant attempts to keep going and seeking what he describes as “the light,” he was unable to find it. This happens, as we well know to many people. Love seems to pass them by. The joy others have been awarded, has slipped away from this now angry man, who however, like a Beckettian hero, determines that “must go on,” even if he feels he cannot.

      The “It Gets Better” campaign is fine for youth, but at a certain age for gay men, whose chances become slimmer as time moves on given the smaller pool of choices they have available, and the structures that—which I argue fortunately—still do not always fully embrace the institutions such as marriage which are generally required of heterosexuals, some people have to learn how to live alone, and find close friends to fill the gap. The man in this movie seems to have not imagined that possibility, or was simply unable to make friends, being as determined as he was to find a replacement lover.

      As mean and unfulfilling as the regular gatherings presented in Mart Crowley’s The Boys in the Band were, at least they represented a community offering up both bitchery and love. And today there certainly must be more open-minded, less closeted gatherings available to older men such as the figure of this short film. His sadness, however, is overwhelming, this short offering him no consolation since he has now confused love with wine.

 

Los Angeles, December 15, 2024

Reprinted from My Queen Cinema blog (December 2024).

Ryosuke Hashiguchi | Hush! / 2001

choosing a family

by Douglas Messerli

 

Ryosuke Hashiguchi (screenwriter and director) Hush! / 2001

 

Homosexuality has a long history in Japanese cinema, some of which I have already written about. But this lovely and somewhat frustrating film from 2001 is one of the fullest discussions of the possibilities of a LGBTQ family before marriage and child-adoption were major options, and in that sense, this film enters new, if not radical, territory regarding the Japanese LGBTQ world.


    It begins in Naoya Hase’s (Kazuya Takahashi) apartment before he has met his later companion Katsuhiro. His pickup for the night wakes up, dresses, and attempts to sneak out before Naoya even awakens. But Naoya does get up and offers the man tea or coffee, but even that is too much for he runs off to wherever he might be going. Naoya describes him under his breath: “Jerk!”

    It’s clear already that Naoya would like a relationship, when all he seems to be able to find is one-night stands.

     The camera, follows the likeable Naoya on his bicycle to his job as a dog groomer and animal doctor, where we learn to like him even more given his cherry greeting and caring for each customer and his rapport with the dogs and other pets. Yet no one can stand the lecherous boss, who seems always to be cooking up some new potion for providing his animals and longer life, and lures one dunderheaded woman back into his office so that she can breed her pet Golden Retrievers, the two employing the dogs as an excuse for their own lurid desires, egging the dogs on for sex in front of the woman’s prepubescent daughter.


     We also encounter another of the major characters, Asako Fujikura (Reiko Kataoka), a woman who has perhaps had too much wild and unprotected sex with strangers. She lives in sewer like-conditions in a small room. But it is at the doctor she visits that we learn, as the nameless reviewer for the Japononfilm site summarizes: “She has spent a life of one-night stands that mirror those of Naoya before he meets Katsuhiro, which have left her lonely with two abortions and an ovarian cyst. When the doctor suggests she have her ovaries removed rather than just the cyst, she begins to think about a last chance at motherhood.”

       Still, she is talked into allowing one of her crazy suitors to talk her into sex. She is, after all, constantly lonely, working alone even as a dental technician who in an office back room chisels and molds the teeth the doctors will use as crowns for their patients.

         Suddenly, and a bit too quickly for the viewer to have even assimilated the fact, Naoya has picked up another handsome young man, this one being Katsuhiro Kurita (Seiichi Tanabe), who does not run off in the morning after sex, surprising the loveable Naoya so much that he overfills the coffee strainer.


       We next see them as a couple in a restaurant, Asako overhearing their conversation and noticing their intertwined feet under the table. Hearing the gentle, not yet openly out Katsuhiro speak about children and looking at his large sad eyes, Asako decides then and there that Katsuhiro would make the perfect father for her baby, the one she’s decided will now replace all the failed men with which she has previous filled her life.

       In a sense she is the polar opposite of Katsuhiro, who is constantly polite, demurs to all, is confused about choices, and when aggressive approached chooses silence instead of confrontation. Asako is all outspoken, impulsive action, and soon confronts the couple, insisting that Katsuhiro consider the offer, without any strings attached. She claims she will use a syringe to implant herself; all need provide is the sperm.

     Naoya is outraged at the very idea; gay men were not meant to have children. But, although Katsuhiro naturally is somewhat taken aback by the actions of this aggressive woman, he is clearly intrigued and promises—his usual position on all controversial issues—to think it over.

       Katsuhiro works is a strange hanger-like structure, with a large built-in pond where the engineers, he being the low man on the totem pole, explore with toy boats materials, shapes, and designs of what will become larger ships and sea-going vessels. He spends most of his time in fisherman’s pants wading around in the pool.


       If there is a villain of the piece, it is the secretary/staff-assistant Emi Nagata (Tsugumi) who is under the delusion the Katsuhiro’s kindness and reassurance’s that she is not worthless represent his love for her. She has not only convinced herself that they are a couple in love but that they will soon be married. She even arranges a meeting with the woman she rightfully sees as the aggressor—although completely misunder-standing what Asako wants out of her relationship with Katsuhiro—basically to ward her off. And when that doesn’t work, she meets up with Naoya’s slightly crazy mother, Katsumi (Manami Fuji), who knowing that her son is gay is now fearful that he’s soon going to be demanding an operation, presumably imagining that all gay men eventually become transsexuals.


        We would love to see Katsuhiro simply tell both women to shove off; and certainly Naoya has insisted that his lover tell Asako to look elsewhere for a father for her baby. But to demand that of Katsuhiro is to be quite insensitive to Japanese culture, where young boys are instilled with concepts of respect for their elders, particularly women. And in Katsuhiro’s case, wherein his father was an abusive drunkard, he has become particularly respectful of women life is abused mother. Katsuhiro cannot simply refuse the women their claims, and the result in this comic drama is disastrous, particularly when by accident Naoya picks up his lover’s phone, taking it with him to the office, only to discover he has still remained in touch with Asako, who when he confronts her admits she determined still to persuade him not only to provide the sperm but to be involved with the child rearing, something, she admits, to Naoya, will affect him as well.

      Even worse, Emi has hired a detective to obtain information about Asako, and hands the summary over the Katsuhiro’s brother and sister-in-law. The family, daughter in tow, immediately travel from their city to Tokyo to confront Katsuhiro, as Naoya’s mother also now confronts her son. The mother is insistent that Naoya’s lover is being unfaithful to him with Asado, once more unable to understand their relationship; while Katsuhiro’s sister-in-law (Yoko Akino) is simply outraged that he would consider marrying someone who is uneducated, with two abortions, and a list of sexual partners. She is so worried about how their inheritance will be split, about what she believes is an in-born condition of sexual aberration and ignorance that it doesn’t seem to even dawn on her that her brother is actually in a relationship with Naoya.

     Through all of this Katsuhiro, in complete confusion over the matter, cannot or will not say a word to clear the mess up, and every time Naoya attempts to say anything his loud and insistent mother interrupts with her own mistaken ideas about reality. Finally it is the assertive and brave Asako who attempts to explain that all she really wants is a child, that she is not claiming either man’s love or even involvement with the child’s well-being.


      That shocks the sister-in-law even more, as well as Naoya’s mother, neither of them even able to imagine birth by artificial assimilation. The sister-in-law attempts to explain, using herself as the example, how difficult it is to give birth, how hard it is to raise a child, etc. And finally, she argues that you cannot choose a family, a family what is given you by birth. But is apparent she is a woman who loves to suffer, while her husband, much like his brother, is a forgiving and truly loving being. Only when Asako passes out, does the family jury break up, Katsuhiro’s brother, who apparently has long known of Katsuhiro’s sexuality, secretly telling him to do what he wants and not to follow any family dictates, before he gets in the car with his wife and daughter on their way to visit the nearby Disneyland for the daughter’s sake.


       But that isn’t the end of the horrific events, as Emi shows up, desperate again to talk to the man she is still convinced loves her. This time, as she clings to the willing-to-listen Katsuhiro, Naroya forcibly attempts to break it up, insisting that it is not time to break off all contact. But Emi keeps insisting on talking about it, and Katsuhiro remains willing to listen, until finally, after several attempts, pulls him away for her, Emi threatening suicide.

      By this time, any viewer would also be frustrated by Katsuhiro’s passivity, and the man himself admits that he has never been able to stand up for himself, Naoya suggesting that it is perhaps the time for him to start doing so, admitting who he is and standing proud of his existence.

      A telephone call, however, undercuts even that possibility, as we discover that Katsuhiro’s brother has been hurt in a small accident at Disneyland. Yet, according to the sister-in-law, he is now all right, and they will be returning home.

      Somewhat later that same evening, however, a second call reveals that the brother has died, evidently of the concussion.

      Long after the funeral, which we do not witness, we see Katsuhiro, Naoya, and Asako visiting the lot where the family house (which we have seen in an earlier fragment when Katsuhiro has returned home for a friend’s wedding) once stood. Katsuhiro is disgusted that his relatives could not wait to sell the land, and even his sister-in-law who did not want to leave the house, eventually signed off on the deal, just for the money. It appears none of the “so-called” inheritance went to him.

   The three of them walk along a river, attempting to skip pebbles one by one, across its surface. Only Naroya succeeds. And a moment or so later, in the most moving scene of this work, Katsuhiro breaks down into open sobbing, finally releasing all his pent-up sorrows, anger, fears, and whatever else he has been holding within for years. The others stand off for a while, simply out of respect for his grief, but eventually join him in hugs and gentle strokes of his back.


     Finally, the two men have moved Asado herself into the house, and she now has purchased two large syringes, handing the first to Katsuhiro and the second to Naroya. Naroya asks why he is also receiving one, without missing a beat, she declaring that it is not good to be a single child, and he will father of her second baby.


     We laugh, as the credits reveal, in fact, the faces of two babies. Against the siter-in-law-s logic, these people have chosen to create their own family unit in the manner only they can clumsily create it. But it is surely as healthy as any other such family unit, and far better that what any of them experienced growing up.*

     The title of this wonderful film comes from the accompanying song at the beginning and end of the film, Bobby McFerrin’s beautiful rendition of the American folk lullaby,

 

“Hush little baby, don’t say a word, gonna

 Papa’s buy you a mocking bird,”

 

*A somewhat similar situation occurs in François Ozon’s Time to Leave (Le temps qui reste) of 2004  where an unknown woman approaches the dying hero of this film, explaining that since her husband and her cannot have children, she would like him to be the father. Although here, he does have sex with her, in her husband’s presence. And that is the end of their association, since he is dying. He even forces a breakup with his own previous lover.

 

 

Saturday, December 14, 2024

João Cândido Zacharias | Os Últimos Românticos (The Last Romantics) / 2019

sexual taboos

by Douglas Messerli

 

João Cândido Zacharias (screenwriter and director) Os Últimos Românticos (The Last Romantics) / 2019 [12 minutes]

 

Hardly a profound study in public sex—although that would certainly make for a very interesting film since it represents still a taboo in most societies, but one that is broken regularly by gay men—the three men in this story tell stories about having sex in public spaces.

    It should hardly be surprising that the first and second location is a cinema. I think every gay man of a certain generation has probably had sex at one time or another in a movie theater. I certainly have, but this not the time or place to discuss the incident. In this case it is a cute young curly-blond-haired boy (Maurício Barcellos) who tells of sitting down in an empty seat in an otherwise full movie theater next to a bearded man.


     He describes himself as primarily the aggressor, putting his hand on the armrest next to the others, who seems to be perfectly happy to leave it there. They quietly and discretely touch one another’s hands before the other man pulls his hand to his hard cock, with the boy begins to caress, eventually unzipping his pants and allowing the boy entry to the cock through his underwear, hiding the action from the neighbors, who apparently notice nothing with his backpack. The boy begins to jerk him off, but finally stops, the boy explaining that he suddenly came without even touching himself, just through the excitement of the event. The first time it has even happened to me, he muses.

     He observes that the other attempted to return the favor of jerking him off, but he pulled his arm away to prevent it since his pants were already full of cum.

     The scene changes to two bearded men, apparently lovers, lying in their bed. The one (Lucas Canavarro) begins to tell the same story as the boy, only Rashomon-like, the facts change ever so slightly. It is he the one who puts his arm up next to the boy’s and does the caressing, and the boy who reached out eventually for his cock. The bag is still there, and the incident of the boy stroking his penis through his underwear remains. But in this case, he does return the favor, touching the boy’s cock only to discover it covered with semen, slightly aroused by it but also a bit disgusted. After holding it a while longer he removes his sticky hand.


    Clearly we have to believe the second man’s story since he confirms that the boy has already cum. Evidently the boy was too embarrassed by his own early ejaculation to want to involve another person in the event.

       The other person lying in bed with the second story-teller (Victor Lisboa Gorgulho) tells another story of being on a sleeper bus, where a highly muscled young man sits down next to him. Later the guy lays down to sleep, but the storyteller cannot. Soon the muscled sleeping guy moves in a manner that his hard cock touches our friend’s hand. He doesn’t know if it is intentional or not. But he leaves his hand there and later it happens a second time and leaves it there. So he begins to slowly move his hand over it as if to jerk him off. And then “I said fuck it, and unzipped his pants, pulled out his dick and jerked it until he came.”

      He soon admits, however, that he made the last part up. That actually he did continue to touch it and massage his cock through his pants, but he doesn’t know if the man was asleep or not.

      Once more buses are one of the most common places in which both gays and heterosexuals have public sex. I too have done it on buses, several times, on particularly trains. Airplanes and the subway are far more dangerous, but are a common location for public sex in porn movies.

      What all of this has to do with “romanticism” I cannot explain. There might certainly be said to be something thrilling about the danger of such situations, not quite knowing whether the other totally agrees with what’s happening, and most important, knowing that there is the danger is something observing what’s happening and complaining or even calling for the police. The danger and taboo of the situation is like a drug with extends the pleasure of sex to the thrill of the crowd, the possibility of exhibitionism and voyeurism.

     These are often the subjects of porn movies, but seldom make their way into the mainstream LGBTQ films, except, as I have already noted, in the numerous public bathroom movies and gay sex bar scenes.

     I can only conjecture that perhaps Cândido Zacharias perceives anyone in the world of gay coming out, relationship dilemmas, and social bullying, who is still interested in verboten sex and love as being a “romantic.”

 

Los Angeles, December 14, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).

     

 

 

Jamie Dispirito | Thrive / 2019

an unnamed virus

by Douglas Messerli

 

Jamie Dispirito (screenwriter and director) Thrive / 2019 [17 minutes]

 

British director Jamie Dispirito’s Thrive is another post-AIDS film, which discusses the continued devastation of lives, even though medications are available to help keep the HIV-positive person from developing AIDS and from spreading it to others. We encounter young student at the center of this film, Joe (Taofique Folarin), in his apartment early one morning as he drinks his morning coffee, takes his meds, and hooks up with someone on his cellphone for sex.



    The handsome Alex (Ben Aldridge) arrives soon after and proceeds to fuck him, as the two climax it what seems like perfect sex. Alex suggests they go to breakfast, but when Joe demurs, he suggests they just go for a coffee. But Joe makes up an excuse, and Alex realizes that the meetup is over and begins to dress.


    Before he goes, however, he admits that he’s seen Joe’s meds in the bathroom, and realizes that he’s HIV positive. Joe is a bit taken aback, but assures him he’s “undetectable,” which means he’s not infectious. He admits he found out two months ago, but hasn’t yet been able to tell anyone yet.

      Alex seems to understand, realizing that he’s afraid of rejection. Joe tells him about his previous relationship with the man who probably gave him the virus, but who’s still negative.

      Surprising, Alex admits that he too was infected—11 year ago—by someone who remains negative. And the two, for a moment bond, in their dilemmas. And yes, at first Alex also received a great many rejections from friends and possible lovers. But now he wishes that they didn’t even name the virus as AIDS, or being HIV-positive.


     He explains how a doctor might actually say, you have a virus which has no name. And in order to keep the virus at bay and to protect yourself from spreading it you’ll have to take a pill daily for the rest of your life. It would so much easier, without the stigma of the horrific epidemic, the fear rejection by others, and the concept of death hovering over one’s future.

      Alex leaves.


     And for a moment, partially in relief, but also in a flood of pent-up sorrow, the now alone Joe breaks down in tears. But finally, he realizes that Alex, almost like an angel, has brought a message of great hope, of the possibility of thriving in life instead of just surviving. He quickly dresses, and races downstairs. The camera from the viewpoint of his room high up in the apartment building looks down in a crane shot of the two men meeting and obviously heading off together for that proffered breakfast. Perhaps they can continue to find solace in one another’s company and love.

Los Angeles, December 14, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).

Friday, December 13, 2024

David Wachtenheim ? | Thanksgiving / 2001 [SNL skit]

the shape of corn

by Douglas Messerli

 

David Wachtenheim (director?) Thanksgiving / 2001 [SNL skit]

 

The Pilgrims (Will Ferrell, Rachel Dratch, Ana Gasteyer, and Jeff Richards) have fixed up their Thanksgiving dinner, a turkey, rabbits, and berries. But the Wampapo tribe and still not arrived and the turkey is getting cold. But Goody Albon (Dratch) spots them arriving with Master Jonathan (Billy Bob Thornton) carrying something they’ve never seen before, corn or maize, Master Jonathan’s favorite color. He explains: “It’s only the most ingenious food ever. It’s nutritious, decorative, and much do I love the shape.” He explains he was wandering and came upon the most “beautifully rustic, shabby chic Indian village he’s ever laid on eyes. I mean they had gone all out with the dramatic use of lumber, bark, sod, animal skins, swags of animal skins.”


   In case you haven’t guessed by now, Master Jonathan is a not only a “confirmed bachelor,” as another Pilgrim describes, but a queer queen, just hot for the bodies of his Indian friends, one of whom later explains, “By the way, me with him but me not with with him.” Jonathan continues explaining his discovery. “So here I am in paradise surrounded by half-naked gorgeous people with flawless caramel skin. And I began to wonder, did I eat poison berries, because I can’t breathe. That’s when he put it in my mouth.”

    One of the elder female pilgrims falls back in a cry for the sacrilegious use of language. “The corn! What were you thinking of Goody Guttermind? Anyway, as usual, I swallowed. The corn!” he reminds Goody.


     Finally, they sit down to say a blessing. But this time, Master Jonathan is outraged by the meagre and quite meaningless center piece, and begs someone to scoot it over and bends down as if giving fellatio to the nearby Indian, suddenly producing a completely masterful centerpiece, worthy of any Thanksgiving table.

      Just before beginning the meal, Jonathan, turns to his Indian friends, saying “Will one of you sweaty brutes please pull my meat?” again knocking the female Pilgrim almost to the ground with the blasphemy of his language. “Off the turkey. I’m so over you people!” 


      They all agree, nonetheless, to do this every year.

      This piece consists pure gay corn.

 

Los Angeles, December 13, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).     

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