Ian Lore | La parte de su vida que quiere mostrarme (The Part of His Life He Wants to Show Me) / 2022

voyeur and exhibitionist

by Douglas Messerli

 

Odette Dolinski, Ian Oren, and Alejandro Santos (screenplay), Ian Lore (director) La parte de su vida que quiere mostrarme (The Part of His Life He Wants to Show Me) / 2022 [14 minutes]

 

This is a short film about one of gay men’s most common experience, voyeurism. If you live in a

highrise city, it is nearly impossible at one time or another not to view a male showering or masturbating, or just displaying, intentionally or even unintentionally, his body. Joan (Carlos Ramirez) is totally in love with a nearby neighbor, Carlos (Carlos Izquierdo) who after he arises at 9:00, regularly displays his extremely muscular body in the shower, first carefully drying off before he reveals himself in full nakedness.

     It has become an obsession for Joan, who every day sets his alarm clock to ring at 9:00, makes coffee, and peers out his window at the display, gradually getting to know almost every muscle and mole of the beautiful neighbor’s body.

     Obviously, he would like to take it further, or become, as he metaphorically describes it, the mirror to Carlos’ body, and fantasizes ways in which he might encounter the beautiful neighbor. Yet one day, while involved in his usual voyeuristic activities, he realizes that Carlos has actually caught him looking; he pulls away, terrified at being caught in the act which might end all such entertainment which provides him with such a masturbatory delight. When he looks back, however, the voyeur seems to have become a ready exhibitionist, smiling in the delight of having displayed his body.

   But Joan is still terrified, and cannot bring himself to look back into the face of recognition. He still dreams of his imaginary lover, however, and almost knocks on his door to ask for some salt in preparation for dinner. He dreams of the opposite, Carlos knocking at his door for the same substance, embracing him, kissing him and enveloping him in sex.

     Later in the day, he hears music in Carlos’ apartment, and through the window observes the now clearly exhibitionist having sex with a woman. The realization that his beloved mystery man is heterosexual obviously disappoints our window-voyeur, but doesn’t totally quell his desire or his endless hours of waiting and watching the man he can never sexually possess.

    Ian Lore’s Spanish-language short film is a sexy and despairing account of wanting, like a child, the candy that remains just out of our reach.  

Los Angeles, December 25, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).

Michael Mayer | Single All the Way / 2021

family intervention

by Douglas Messerli

 

Chad Hodge (screenplay), Michael Mayer (director) Single All the Way / 2021

 

One of the now many annual gay Christmas stories, the Canadian film Single All the Way is a totally pleasurable entry to the annual trip back to family with your gay best friend.

    In this case, the inveterate single boy single boy Peter (Michael Urie), working unhappily as a social media strategist who casts, in this case, Christmas ads for a razor company, has just acquired a new boyfriend whom, along with his roommate Nick (Philemon Chambers) he invites to the after-shoot party. His incredibly handsome new boyfriend Tim, a cardiologist (Steve Lund) arrives to the party late, but clear wows everyone. But, of course, as a doctor, he’s called back almost immediately to the hospital for a new procedure, but not before promising to accompany Peter back home to his New Hampshire family, who each year spend the holiday commiserating the fact that their beloved family member has still not found the man of his dreams.

    This year might have been different, except for the fact that his roommate, who works under his one-man company name of TaskRabbit, is asked by a wealthy LA woman to put up her annual Christmas lights on the roof. It seems that her previous workman has fallen to his death from just such a rooftop.

     Nick is far too competent to fall from the roof, but observes, when her husband drives up to be met by her loving kisses, that he is also his roommate Peter’s new boyfriend Tim, the cardiologist.

     So Peter now has no one to take home to prove he’s not a failure when it comes to picking out possible mates for a long term relationship. Moreover, what Peter would really love to do in life is not to shuttle together pretty boys for a quick shoot, but to love and nurture plants in a garden store. His high-paying, empty Hollywood-like job is destroying his life. But this year he determines that things will be different, and encourages his long-term roommate, who everyone in his family have already met, to travel with him back to New Hampshire pretending to be his new permanent boyfriend.

     Lisa, Peter’s mother (Jennifer Robertson), considers the new relationship that her son proposes for about 3 minutes before she announces that she has arranged for a blind date for him with her new gym instructor, a skier named James (Luke Macfarlane). Already hurt by the men he has fallen for, including a man named Zack, and Tim, Peter attempts to get out of the commitment she has made for him, unsuccessfully. In fact, when he meets James in the small town of what Nick hints has about 36 people (clearly an exaggeration, given the festive small-town center), he his stunned by the skier’s beauty and gentle, kind demeanor. James represents just the man he might fall for—and does—except this time inexplicably he cannot stop talking about his long-term (eight years) roommate Nick.

      Nick moreover, is a big hit with the daughters of one of Peter’s sisters, and even a larger presence for Peter’s other sister’s son, who adores the book the TaskRabbit wrote about his dog Emmett. Peter’s father, moreover, is delighted by the return of TaskRabbit, since he knows that Nick will be able to easily fix the leak they have in their basement plumbing.

      In fact, except for Lisa and her highly self-involved sister, Sandy (played to the campy hilt by the always entertaining gay icon Jennifer Coolidge), Peter’s entire family cannot comprehend why their favorite son hasn’t yet realized that he is already in the perfect relationship, that needs simply to be recognized as love between himself and Nick; and they determine, this Christmas vacation of 10 long days, to not only help him to realize that the solution to his bachelorhood is the boy that sleeps in the very next room, as well as helping him to perceive that he should return home where he will be far happier than in his agenting job in Los Angeles.

     This is a busy Christmas comedy, and a great many things happen. Peter takes a second date, this time a ski run with James, while Aunt Sandy can’t quite bring together the Christmas pageant she has planned with family members and other town locals playing out the story of the ordinary Mary and her stay at the notable Bethlehem inn.

     The clever, busy-minded nieces suggest she ask for the help of the ever-ready gay men, Peter and Nick, who like stereotypical gay men everywhere know just how to solve Sandy’s directorial difficulties, Peter steering his nieces and nephews into delightful compliance while Nick whips up a magical set.

     With the help of James, Peter picks out a new, real, Christmas tree to replace his mother’s artificial white one, while the TaskRabbit Nick drapes their home in Christmas lights.

     At the last moment, the razor company demands Peter come up with a new campaign of ordinary people, he realizing, for the first time, that his belovèd roommate might in fact be the perfect model, and James as well. The company loves it, but Peter begins to perceive that there is a big difference between his two models. When he asks Nick to breath out, displaying his winter breath, something almost magical happens even in the cellphone shoot; but when James does the same thing, it’s just hot air misting up in the cold sun.

     The nieces have taken over Peter’s bed, forcing him to share Nick’s, and the Christmas pageant on which they worked together is a big hit, Sandy, in her delirious imaginings, wondering if it might even go on tour. Lisa, herself, is finally convinced that there is something magical between her son and Nick—if only they could come to perceive it.

     Nick packs his bags and seems determined to return, via Boston’s Logan Airport to to Los Angeles, but before he leaves he stops by a store for sale in the small town’s main street, buys it, and begins to fix it up as the perfect plant shop for Peter, who has finally admitted that he truly does wish to return home for ever, to devote his life to his true advocation.

     Nick himself, secretively, has been encouraged by his ardent fan, Peter’s nephew, to write a sequel to the story of Emmett the dog.

     And when Peter comes looking for him, the two finally realize that they are both desperately in love with one another, dependent on the friendship they have for so very long kept closeted as a roommate situation.

     Happiness and joy is brought home to the small town where Peter grew up as the boys finally announce that neither of them will long remain single, and James, recognizing the truth, politely and gallantly bows out.

     Even though we finally have a black man playing Nick, this, alas, is still a white boy’s fantasy, in a town which we might guess Nick will always be the only representative of racial difference, and Peter and him, particularly when James moves on as a model / body trainer to Los Angeles, will be the only town queers. Well, the family loves them, and his sister and her husband own the only town bar, so perhaps…. But I should imagine both boys might find their lives as a TaskRabbit and plant expert just a little boring. But, of course, there is the hysterical Aunt Sandy to attend to, and the imaginative cubs of Peter’s sisters. Maybe life will still be far more interesting than the rubber-faced parties of LA.

 

Los Angeles, December 25, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).   

     

Xavier Miralles | Letargo (Lethargy) / 2015

freeing tilikum from the past

by Douglas Messerli

 

Xavier Miralles (screenwriter and director) Letargo (Lethargy) / 2015 [21 minutes]

 

Marc (Jorge Velasco), an actor devoted to his film career, has just broken up with his partner of several years, Álex (Genís Lama Montosa), who in the sad lethargy of their broken relationship is having difficult with their shared dog, Tilikum, named after the oldest whale still in captivity, whom the owners still refuse to return to the ocean.

     Tilikum is sick, vomiting, and Álex rushes him to the pet hospital where they diagnose the animal as having contracted Leishmania, a mosquito-borne disease that is incurable, but can be controlled with medicines and loving care. Except in this case the dog is totally attached to the missing lover, who can’t possibly take animals on his movie locations, and has brought the dog home almost as an accessory to what was then, as Álex argues, “our perfect life and our perfect flat.”

      Even Álex, however, perceives the dog as a genius for having brought Marc back home, if only just for a night, where he once again appears to be desperately in love with Álex, as the two have sex, comfort their sick dog, and watch one of the rare snowfalls of Madrid.

      But it is, just as before, an illusion. When Álex awakens, the TV is again on full blast, Marc having left a note that he has just received word that he is to have another audition and will be back in two weeks. Álex attempts to feed Tilikum his much-needed pill, but this time the dog refuses and bites his caring owner’s finger. Álex tries to explain what, obviously, the animal cannot comprehend, that the man to which he is so attached doesn’t truly care about him or the man to whom he’s entrusted his former pet.

     Not once in the time since Marc has left has he even called Álex. His night of love is all pretense.

     But finally Álex’s lethargy is over. He packs up his bags, and puts Tilikum into the car, stopping by a pet store to buy him treats and a great many new toys. Where he’s heading, we have no idea, but it is clearly into a new world where perhaps both Álex and the captive dog might find a new sense of peace and other possibilities in their lives, as the film moves from the dark scenes of the earlier frames into full light.

    Spanish director Xavier Miralles nicely manipulates a pet dog into the role of a surrogate child the gay men might have nurtured instead of a dependent animal, the child perhaps feeling just as displaced by one of his father’s sudden disappearance. And it is the for the sake of the animal / child that the more passive of this former couple finally realizes that he must take responsibility for building a new life. After all, even if Marc brought him home, it was he, as he explains to the pet-store owner, who named him, and it is he who is now responsible for his charge’s survival and love.

 

Los Angeles, December 24, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).

Andy Newbery | Heartstopper (Season 3) / 2024

expressions of love

by Douglas Messerli

 

Alice Oseman (screenplay), Andy Newbery (director) Heartstopper (Season 3) / 2024

 

After two seasons of wonderful introductions of the characters to one another which resulted in love and the discovery of the possibilities that it represented, suddenly in Season 3, we meet up, just a little, with reality.

    The first episode of the season appeared to be the perfect opportunity for love to be promoted, all the central characters let loose on a day-trip to the beach. Elle and Tao can hardly keep their hands off one another, but even that seems slightly troubling to the transgender woman who realizes that Tao’s love is obviously obsessive. Ever since Darcy has moved in with Tara, it’s been a full-time chore to not only live up to their expectations of their relationship, but to deal with the daily existence of another in your life at 17 or 18, not quite what you might have expected at such at such early age, and Tara wonders how she might make it clear to her lover that it might be better to move in with her open-minded and totally receptive aunt, particularly given Darcy’s mother’s absolute rejection.

     Charlie is determined, but as always terrified in the process, to express to Nick that he truly loves him, fearing—obviously terrified of the reception of any such expression—that he might again be rejected. This is the cycle that Charlie cannot escape, a constant fear of rejection. When Nick finally convinces Charlie, after long hours of his remaining behind like a lost fish out of water, to join him in the ocean, Charlie admits he has something he wants to talk about, as does Nick. But Charlie always afraid to go first with his confession, allows Nick to express what he hopes will be the commitment to their relationship.

     Although Nick is totally committed to Charlie, the boy can’t even grasp his love, when he admits his fear is that his lover has an eating disorder, the fact of which Charlie immediately rejects, hurt, moveover, by his realizing that he now can’t now possibly express he needs for a declaration of love.

    Finally, in Nick’s bedroom, Nick having gone off to shower off the sand of their outing, does Charlie take the opportunity, through a closed door, to dare to tell the truth: what he really wants is an expression of love.

    Nick, taken aback with the sudden revelation, runs after Charlie, barefoot through the cold streets to tell him that he does, in fact, truly love him without any of the reservations that Charlie imaginations between them.

    But in this third year, problems are the issue of the day. Nick, with his family, is forced into isolation in Menorca, while Nick suffering at home begins to realize, through his computer peeping that he is anorexic and having eating disorders, punishing his body for his own neglect. Even his sister Tori, without any love of her own, turns her dark passion on her brother, notifying Nick that Charlie is suffering in his absence. In a distant phone call to Nick, Charlie finally admits to his eating disorder, and Nick feels helpless as he turns to his sympathetic and knowledgeable aunt Diane (Hayley Atwell), who explains that he cannot be responsible for Charlie’s illness, and must encourage him to get professional help.

     But Nick and Charlie are not the only in this season with complaints. Isaac, now realizing that he is asexual and aromantic feels left out, naturally, with Charlie’s infatuation with Nick and his increasing distancing of himself from his old friends, along with Tao’s full commitment to Elle. Although Nick returns, the Charlie he finds is becoming increasingly weak and lethargic, even though he plans a special birthday for his boyfriend at the zoo, where finally Isaac becomes brave enough to express his hurt, and Elle, realizing that Tao is pushing all his fears of abandonment from his father’s death upon his love for her, attempts to wake him up to his neglect of both Isaac and Charlie.

    By episode 4, Charlie is finally able to talk to Nick about his problems, Nick insisting that, with him in support, he should address the problem to his parents, who facing the boys hand in hand as Charlie confesses his dilemma, finally realize, to Tori’s relief, that their son needs the help of doctors. After months of waiting, Charlie is finally permitted to enter a clinic where he is diagnosed with not only anorexia nervosa but obsessive–compulsive disorder. And Nick is now faced with the emptiness of his own needed companionship as Charlie is treated, as always in this teenage fantasy, by the “help of kind doctors,” as Wikipedia expresses it. This is after all, a fantasy, in which almost everyone is kind and gentle, forgiving and penitent. No one in this world, even Charlie’s sometimes restrictive mother, whom after he recovers, he angrily stalks away from in order to finally come to the full fulfillment of his love with Nick in sex, is truly evil. Even in Season 2, The New York Times reviewer Jesse Green was rightfully carping (along with his crying) that after two years it seemed highly improbable that two young teenagers still had not fucked. And Season 3 continues the delusion, as every time they attempt any kind of penetration, mothers, sisters, and, in the Nick’s case, even mean brothers intrude. Only when Charlie rejects his mother’s strong insistence that he wait until after the always intrusive GCSE tests which determine one’s position in the English education society, do the boys get it on. Thank heaven. No other teenagers who I known have waited for three years to express their full love for one another. Sorry, I never permitted myself to meet someone who I might immediately have wanted to get into bed.

     Tao and Elle have previously done so, but also with great trepidation, particularly given the fact that Elle is still quite sensitive about her female transformation. But even more painful, given that she has become a rather noted on-line artist, a TV interview pretending to discuss her art puts the young teenager in a position of supporting transgender affirmation. The pain of being seen as a figure of representation instead of a human being with a gift is transforming, even if it results in tears and deep contemplation. Perhaps only Elle realizes just how important of a choice she has made and the consequences she will soon have to face, particularly given the fact that the US president elect has just declared that we are a nation now of only two genders.

     Darcy, who evidently didn’t do so well in her GCSE tests, has a hard time in keeping up with Tara’s intellectual endeavors, which may even include an education at Oxford.

     The intellects of this world, Nick, Tara, Elle, and Imogen (Nick’s former girlfriend who now identifies as non-gender) take a trip to the colleges and universities trying to attract them. The local university Nick though he might attend, is not nearly as appealing as the University of Leeds, where he can get a good education and an open scholarship for his rugby expertise. Tara hates Oxford, and seeks somewhere else, and Elle decides she really wants to go to Paris or Berlin to study art. Imogen is still quite confused about here identity, let alone her educational opportunities.

     But what is clear for the new Season 4 we are now promised is that the distances these lovers will obviously move away from their youthful loved ones will be problematic and in some cases devastating.

     Yet Charlie, terrified of playing drums for a local rock group is able to go on and perform quite effectively, even when Nick, stuck in traffic, cannot get the concert in time to support him. Tao is already wondering if he might not get an extra job to help make enough money to travel back and forth to Paris or Berlin. Nick has planned out the four-hour train ride from Truham to Leeds, although he shutters at the distance; he too, as Imogen and Elle advise him, must now look to his own well-being. Even Tori finds another boy, Michael, to who she might offer up the deep love she has saved up for her brother.

     Perhaps given all the turmoil these young lovers have now had to face in their lives a new director such as Newbery was necessary. Tears still welled into my eyes, perhaps even moreso since I recognized these simple characters were now undergoing more complex dilemmas. Even though they are all sexual perverts and sinners in the eyes of the religious establishment, these babies are still suffering over the most overwhelming and miraculous experiences they will probably ever have in their lives. Perhaps only the elderly luncheon dates of Mr Ajayi and Mr Farouk might provide these youth lovers with another alternative. But even they, surely, would give up their elder romance for such delightful misadventures of youth. To two men nominate Charlie to become head master to the younger men in his school. We in the US don’t have such mentors; but I might have wished there was a Charlie to guide me through my early years.

 

Los Angeles, December 23, 2024

Reprinted from My World Cinema (December 2024).

Max Rifkind-Baron | Talent Night at Auschwitz, Bunk Five / 2018

defying performance

by Douglas Messerli

 

Max Rifkind-Baron (screenwriter and director) Talent Night at Auschwitz, Bunk Five / 2018 [17 minutes]

 

The brilliant short film by Max Rifkind-Baron takes you down hallways of horror and terror, self-revelation, and problematic parental relationships that are almost impossible to separate out from the dramatic / operatic cinema the young director presents.

    Beginning with a scene from Micah’s (Max Bartos) imaginary talent night performance at Auschwitz, the Grand Duchess Menorah, wearing a crown of spoons, singing on talent night with other performers—including the Magician Queer (Malin Barr), the Juggler (Dam Urdang), and Heim the Human Domino (Res Mishina)—the clearly transgender performer sings what she herself describes as “a savage show,” with a bevy of clever lyrics (so quickly rendered that they’re hard to follow in the student-produced film where the sound is somewhat muted) that also demand a limited knowledge of Yiddish theatrical rhymes: “Kiss the Menorah / I’m Hard to Ignora,” as well recognizing the gay paeans of escape, “Let me go, let me be, let me free!”—a double whammy of outsiderness.

   We shift immediately with the fall of the magical red curtain to a motel room where the boy, Micah, in the musical (Bartos) holed up with his father, Robert (David Winning), a man who appears to be utterly ignoring his son (possibly transitioning into a transgender woman) who is desperately trying to explain to him that while the musical pretends to be a talent show, it’s only a façade that expresses so much more than just the Holocaust, but “is about accepting you for what you are as an individual, love and bravery, sacrifice, and overcoming obstacles.”

      The father appears to be attempting to ignore what his son is trying to tell him, making a phone call in the very midst of Micah’s excited explanations of his would-be performance.

      Another of these hurdles seems to be the missing mother, who herself is a “survivor” (someone who survived the German Concentration camps), who even Robert has to admit would perhaps not be able to appreciate Micah’s imaginary show.

      In the motel room with walls of war-time sandbags and just possibly a Carlos Almaraz painting on its wall, dinner arrives, served up by the hotel owner, evidently a lesbian who is highly attentive to Micah and his father, permitting Micah to even show her a magical card trick. He admits that he’s just a beginner, and that when his mother returns, a true magician, she will teach him more of the art.

      But it is a sad proposition since it appears the mother has left both her husband and the boy behind, after what we can’t quite determine what appears to have been yet another tragic occurrence on the beach she once loved, where perhaps it appears that Micah was molested by a figure rising up out of the sand to piss, the father singing, in the mini-opera of guilt and horror, of his own cowardliness in not protecting his son. A highly muted voice at film’s end suggests that “it was the worst mass killing on record,” the director’s camera revealing an ancient handgun from another era in the sand.

      What we are to make of this is vague at best. Was Micah involved, the perpetrator, the victim?

     In a sense all of these figures are victims attempting to escape their own endlessly punishing pasts. At least Micah does it with the style, humor, and a grace that his parents cannot even recognize as a salvation.

 

Los Angeles, December 23, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).

George Pedrosa | Casa de Bonecas (Dollhouse) / 2023

the pink queers of the amazon

by Douglas Messerli

 

George Pedrosa (screenwriter and director) Casa de Bonecas (Dollhouse) / 2023 [16 minutes]

 

The three sloppy, piggish, heavily tatted boys of the Amazon who inhabit this celebration of polyromanticism—like the long ago but still delightful ode to the gay land of no inhibitions sung by the wonderful Kay Thompson in Funny Girl (1957)—“Think Pink”: with pink cellphones, cameras, drinks, the hair on their heads, the stockings (with shades of carmine, the sheets in purple) in which they lace up their legs when moving into drag mode, their fingernails and underwear, and even a laser light one of them willingly swallows as they enter into a lusty threesome animal-like orgy.

   Luty Barteix, Chico Gonçalves, and João Vinicius descend, however, not so much into their sexual organs as they do a gloppy, sloppy, gooey mess of liquid like purple emotions, replete with Halloween costumes in which they haunt one another and flaunt their S&M sexuality to the mentality of their own created machinery, while spewing up a yellowish-green drug-induced spittle.

     I suppose Brazilian director George Pedrosa, recognizing that Brazil has become one of the last bastillions of gay outré filmmaking thought perhaps that his movie would be a turn on for young men tired of the flesh, but I doubt it succeeded in seducing anyone to its mesmerizing visuals other than the terribly, terribly bored.

     This is a dollhouse you most definitely don’t want to get locked up in. Even Nora might not have escaped its necessary adulation to its long-haired satanic Dionysus.

 

Los Angeles, December 23, 2024

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (December 2024).