Wednesday, October 29, 2025

Hugo Kenzo | 外賣仔 Delivery Boy / 2019

finding his way through the door

by Douglas Messerli

 

Hugo Kenzo (screenwriter and director) 外賣仔 Delivery Boy / 2019 [15 minutes]

For reasons a bit inexplicable, the young Hong Kong delivery by ChunHo (Cheuk Piu Champi Lo) has fallen almost desperately in love with one of his customers, an expat lawyer living in Hong Kong, Eric (Phillip Smith) who several days a week orders up the dumplings from the stand for which he works.


    He literally dances down the street in delight in imagining a relationship with his heartthrob.

    As ChunHo makes clear to his friend Jasper (Thisby Cheng), he is determined the next time he meets up with Eric to begin a conversation, but each time he knocks, the lawyer is on the phone in exasperated conversation with his major client, presumably George (Mike Leeder), a crude CEO who has no patience for any human niceties and demands every document immediately, even when it’s been sent.

    Jasper warns him that it’s always dangerous to cross cultural lines in Hong Kong, to even imagine that the white elite will take the Chinese citizens of the city seriously.


     Finally, ChunHo, through the accident of witnessing Eric’s bag of fruit break open and helping him to retrieve the bag’s several lemons, wheedles his way into his customer’s apartment, expressing his sympathy for Eric’s frustration over his employment, and in a kind of wild presumption, telling him that he too hates his job, suggesting, somewhat facetiously, that they both quit and start up a band.

     When Eric—a bit startled by the delivery boy, engaging him in this imaginative conversation, but enjoying the boy’s logic nonetheless—suggests that it might be a disco group, Eric drops the needle on a record already on his player, a 70s disco song. The next step is to find a name for their nonexistent group, and Eric finally makes a dinner appointment with the young delivery boy to discuss the matter.

       Once more, Jasper, fearful that his dear friend will have his heart broken, warns him against the meetup, but now the Asian boy is convinced that he has his love’s attention, even though he is still not sure that he is even gay.


        When ChunHo arrives at the apartment, however, he finds a sign on the door announcing to arrivals to follow the music to the rooftop, where, as the boy soon discovers, Eric is throwing a well-heeled party. Obviously Eric has forgotten about their date, and is rather startled at the boy’s

appearance. His client George suddenly appears beside him demanding to know who the young kid is, Eric reporting that he is his delivery boy, George immediately holding forth that he should create a service to deliver booze, it would make fortune, he insists.

       So does ChunHo get permission to remain, but obviously, knowing no one of this almost totally white community, feels more than a little uncomfortable.

       When he finally follows Eric and others back downstairs, he finds George and Eric arguing about the fact that they’ve run out of vodka. George, seeing ChunHo on the staircase, immediately demands that Eric send him on a run for Vodka and other bottles of liquor. Not quite knowing how he should respond, Eric capitulates to the bully, handing ChunHo a large bill and sending him, as if he were his own personal delivery boy, on a run.


      Angrily and emotionally crushed, ChunHo takes the subway back home, crying his eyes out before his friend Jasper.

      A few days later, while at work, ChunHo again gets a dumpling order he is to deliver to Eric. He refuses and convinces Jasper to go in his stead. When Jasper arrives at the door, he hands over the dumplings telling Eric off for his dreadful behavior, Eric begging him to tell him how to reach ChunHo, insisting that he has been trying to contact him for days and is sorry for what happened.

But Jasper can only respond with his hate for having so hurt his friend.

    Finally, Eric tracks ChunHo down, trying to explain that he has been working with such inhuman people such as George for so long, he has forgotten how wonderful and good-looking the actual people who make-up the heart of this city are. He begs the boy to hear him out, insisting he must join him for dinner since they haven’t found a name for their band.


   ChunHo eventually forgives him, but insists that he has promised this evening to Jasper with who he is planning to attend dinner with the money he’s been given for the vodka. But he will be available later in the week. For the first time Eric actually gives him his private phone number, writing it on his hand. And they kiss. It looks like the start of a true relationship, one of the first times possibly that a young man has been able to cross over the cultural and social lines of Hong Kong.

     Most of the amateur commentators on this film, we’re buying it however, one Letterboxd commentator, with the moniker CutUncut2021, noting:

 

“Short and sweet, this simple tale could easily be developed into something longer, giving more rein to young Cheuk Piu Champi Lo and his sprightly cohort Cheng, but maybe without the creepy Phillip Smith, whose charmless performance marred the entire tale.”

 

     Frankly, I’d like to see Eric and his new friend really develop a relationship and break with the class and social codes that hold back most of the relationships between the colonizers and the city’s actual citizens. If Eric was just a little less uptight and gifted, I might even imagine them really starting up a band that drifts away from disco into an eclectic mix of musical styles Western and Asian. But, like Jasper, I can’t see that really happening; the lines are too difficult to cross. But at least Hugo Kenzo’s short rom-com tried.

 

Los Angeles, October 29, 2025

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (October 2025).

     


Douglas Messerli | Deliverance [Introduction]

deliverance

by Douglas Messerli

 

Throughout these queer cinema volumes I have attempted to gather my discussions of individual films into small segments that present variations of a particular film, subject, theme, or genre, without even attempting to make these small gatherings all-inclusive or to argue that all of my small groupings actually might be represented as a new genre of LGBTQ+ cinema.

     The fact that these gatherings include films spanning several years, will certainly confuse those who prefer or are simply more accustomed to chronological comparisons; yet to delimit every film to the year in which it was released (and even then there is often a difference between when films were made and when they appeared in theaters, sometimes with several years between the two events) would result in a missed opportunity to show broader influences, connections, or simply the zeitgeist of queer filmmaking.

     Yet I must admit that even I balked, at first, at creating a small section concerning “delivery boys.” The question, first of all, depends a great deal on what the deliverer is delivering and to whom. One might argue that a broad spectrum of gay filmmaking is involved with someone delivering up sex to another waiting human being, particularly given the development of computer and cellphone services such as Grindr, where men and women await the arrival of someone else bringing them pleasure and sexual release whether it be a prostitute or just someone he or she hooked up with on the internet.

     I would argue, moreover, that sexual pornography, both queer and straight has long depended upon the arrival of new boys and girls in town, plumbers, phone installers, milkmen, animal caretakers, singing telegram performers, masseurs, and just plain neighbors to deliver something far more exciting than their specified occupations. In other words, the trope is behind almost all our sexual encounters with people we excitably encounter for the first time—family, dear friends, and even casual acquaintances generally being seen as off the grid.


    Accordingly, I have been very narrow in my definition of what the delivery boy is supposed to be delivering other than the potentiality of love. In the five films I’ve selected the boys are literally hired simply to deliver food, water, or documents, with the age, social, and cultural gaps between the two generally being seen as unbridgeable when it comes to what those who have ordered up their services and those delivering them.

     In each of these cases, at least one, if not both individuals, see their possible ability to bridge that gap as something of a deliverance, a solution that will resolve their sexual dilemmas along with numerous other problems they face.

     But, finally, the real problem (except for the Thailand-set movie) in simply getting through the front or office doors.

     The films I have chosen represent once again many different countries: the French-Canadian director Jean-François Monette’s Take-out (2000), US director Eric Mueller’s This Care Up (2003), the unknown Finnish director’s commercial advertisement for Kingis Ice Cream (2010), Danish director Lasse Nielsens Lek and the Waterboy (2010) located in rural Thailand, and Brazilian-based director Hugo Kenzo’s Delivery Boy set in Hong Kong (2019).

     None of these delivery boys or their waiting customers end up completely happy in these comic-dramas, and in Monette’s case the hero ends quite sadly, although he has, at least, become wise to her personal desires. But in each film there are moments of great possibility in the delights of the two entities meeting up that go far beyond what it is they are actually paid to be delivering, even when it comes to the ice cream the company is hoping to sell. One can also be certain that in each of these films the waiting customers are terribly unhappy with their lives and can’t wait for someone to deliver them up from their situations, just as the delivery boys, dissatisfied with their line of work, are hoping to meet the one who might deliver them from having to make their arduous trips. In both instances, these figures are waiting for the delivery to be a deliverance as well.

 

Los Angeles, October 29, 2025

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (October 2025).

Tuesday, October 28, 2025

Sam McGowan | Heaven / 2019

a chance to fall in love

by Douglas Messerli

 

Sam McGowan (screenwriter and director) Heaven / 2019 [7 minutes]

 

This short film is a rather clumsy effort of a movie about an equally clumsy and shy young guy at a co-ed party with two boys and 6 girls, one of them an ally. The boy Tom (Indiana Williams), that  shy kid, is desperately in love with the other boy at the party, Jake (Karl Richmond).


    So too is the mean girl Rebecca (Gemma Carfi), who is equally attracted to the cutey. The film begins with Tom so wrapped up in his own thoughts of how he might possibly tell Jake he loves him without even knowing if he’s gay—while Rebecca endlessly jabbers on, mostly about passing the bowl of chisels (the Australian name for a crunchy treat in a beveled shape)—that she wonders if he’s “freaking deaf.”

     Irritated by his mooncalf antics, she stands up and proposes a game of “Seven Minutes in Heaven,” a sort of advanced spin-the-bottle, which even Jen (Mikhayla Dennis) doesn’t know how to play—leading Rebecca to describe her as a virgin. But the rules are simple: leader (in this case Rebecca) chooses someone to wait in the closet while the others spin the bottle to determine who will spend time alone with him or her for seven minutes doing whatever they want. She chooses Jake to wait in the closet for whatever comes his way.


     Tom is terrified, asking Jen to momentarily join him as he rushes to the bathroom, there desperately reminding her of his feelings for the other boy. He’s so upset that his nose begins to bleed. Jen assures him that she will spin the bottle, making certain that it spins in his direction, but Tom understandably remains dubious of the result.

     As he leaves the bathroom to return to the others, he meets up with Jake on his way to the loo, who, observing Tom’s bloody nose, very nicely suggests that he raise arm hand in the air to help

stop the flow of blood, gently putting his hands on Tom’s arm to position it, as Jake nearly faints at the touch.


     Back in the circle of hell, Jen spins, the bottle passing up nearly all the others before it stops just between Rebecca and Tom, the girl immediately standing up to claim it landed nearer to her. When Jake weakly takes issue, Rebecca, as she puts on another layer of lipstick, insists that Jake is waiting for someone like her, that he isn’t interested in boys.

     In tears, Tom rushes into a nearby bedroom, sitting on the floor in frustration and shame.

    But soon we see the door open, and without him even noticing it, Jake sits down beside him. Rebecca isn’t his type, he tells the now clear-eyed Tom; in fact, Jake, is someone he’s been pining for he says, as he awards him a kiss.


     Tom kisses him back and that’s and that truly puts both boys in heaven—at least for the rest of the night.

      If Australian director McGowan is clearly an amateur, he’s got enough heart to hand his nerdy character a chance to beat out the privileged bitch in his search for love.

 

Los Angeles, October 28, 2025

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (October 2025).  

 

Thomas Dearnley-Davison | The Visitors / 2025

how nice of you to drop in

by Douglas Messerli

 

Thomas Dearnley-Davison (screenwriter and director) The Visitors / 2025 [11 minutes]




 The Visitors is one of those comic works about eccentrics that seem to be the birthright of many British authors. In this quite ludicrous domestic drama Luke (Thomas Dearnley-Davison), being visited by his mother Jill (Jane Morgan) is attending to his Instagram page when she enters the living room and suggests they play a game instead, usurping his cellphone for that purpose. Luke is clearly not pleased.

   At that very moment, like a bad stage play, two burglars, unlikely brother and sister Matt (Omar Aga) and Ronnie (Kirsty Langley) leap into the room through a broken window demanding the evidently famed royal cups and plates that Jill has been collecting for decades, ceremonial ware sold to the collectors on special occasions such as the crowning of King George VI soon after his brother Edward’s abdication of throne or upon the marriage of Prince Charles and Diana.

    Luke is terrified by their arrival, but his mother seems to take it less as an intrusion that a wonderful night visit, only too happy to take Ronnie, who seems to be in charge of the invasion and knowledgeable about the collection, into the back room to show off her treasures.

    Matt has taken a night off from his job as a DJ just to participate in the heist, and is not at all happy that his sister argues that she must see the full collection before deciding which ones to take.

   Meanwhile, Jill very nicely introduces herself to the intruders explaining why they found both of them at home, when the siblings were expecting the house to be empty.

   The women move off into the back room, while Matt and Luke watch TV together, Luke daring to suggest that since Matt is a DJ and a musical connoisseur he probably doesn’t at all take to musical groups such as Abba. But to his surprise, Matt admits he quite likes Abba, and it soon becomes clear that the two have some of the same musical tastes, and that Matt, in fact, doesn’t at all mind the way Luke is looking him over.


     In the back room, Jill proudly holds up her prized George VI cup, telling of her complete collection of the royal memorabilia in which Ronnie takes great interest. At some point, however, she accidently drops the cup, which breaks into dozens of pieces.

     They return to the living room where Jill invites the would-be robber to take any piece of choice, while Ronnie admits that she knows that the pieces are really rather worthless, but explains that her mother used to have just such a collection, and one day she simply left the family never to return. Perhaps, she imagines, if she could have just found something special and precious among Jill’s collection she might be able to lure her mother back.

    Jill, on the other hand, describes the job as a policewoman that kept her busy for years, explaining just how hot it was in the tiny police vehicles, etc.


    In the hall, Matt invites Luke to see him perform his job at a club, and when they finally agree at which gay club to meet up, Luke is only too happy to accept the invitation.

    It appears that Ronnie has found another kind of mother, and that just perhaps, as ludicrous as it seems, Luke has possibly discovered a new boyfriend.

 

Los Angeles, October 28, 2025

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (October 2025).

Monday, October 27, 2025

Samuel Theis | Petite nature (Softie) / 2021

different from the others

by Douglas Messerli

 

Samuel Theis (screenwriter and director) Petite nature (Softie) / 2021

 

In the very first scenes of director Samuel Theis’ Petite nature we see an entire family on an overnight move, Sonia (Mélissa Olexa) moving out of her current lover’s house with her young daughter Mélissa (Jade Schwartz), her 10-year-old son Johnny (Aliocha Reinert), and her elder son Dylan (Ilario Gallo). They find someone to move most of their possessions, but with no car these pre-teens. must walk through the streets of the city in which they live, Forbach, in northeastern France, each with treasured objects in hand, Johnny leading with two plastic bags of fish, hurrying forward to get them before they die back into their aquarium.


      The long-haired blond boy Johnny, the “softie” of the title, is a caring and loving child who is sensitive to what most of the family is simply not—in this case even embarrassed to be seen as part of the procession of displaced family on their way to public housing project. The elder pot-smoking teen is interested in his girlfriend (Romande Esch) and his male friends in the project who hang out mostly in a heavily graffiti-covered tunnel, while it is Johnny who must care for his little sister, walking her to and back from school, dressing and even feeding her, and getting the family groceries, while his mother works for a pittance at a cigarette stand and makes out with a series of male lovers we see throughout the movie, coming home many a night drunk.



      She is dependent upon her younger son, and loves him dearly, but laments the fact that he is such a sensitive boy, unable to even stand up to the neighbor boys’ taunting of their pet dog, let alone for himself, a boy with beautiful long hair who openly reads as a “sissy.”

     It is the new school teacher who has moved from a more affluent area of France to the poorer Alsace-Lorraine region who further opens his mind, which leaves him raw in a world which demands being tough and hardy. Here many of the natives even speak another language, a mix of French and German, Franconian, like the people, a mix of heritages that seem always at battle with one another.

      On the very first day of the class, the teacher Mr. Adamski (Antoine Reinartz) asks each of his students to describe where they would like to be in their lives in 30 years, a question unimaginable to most 10-year-olds, but inconceivable to a childlike Johnny. One student would like be in Miami, married with children, another in Dubai making large sums of money, but Johnny is nearly speechless just for nature of the question let alone his natural shyness. Within a few weeks Adamski has begun to open this beautiful child’s mind—the visual and oral evidence of which is one of the many joys of the movie—and Johnny has fallen in love with him, quite literally, obviously realizing far too early that he loves men, particularly when they might serve as the father he hardly ever sees.



       It is notable that at one exasperating moment at home, he suddenly becomes frustrated with his role as a parent in some ways more substantial than his own mother, and suddenly blurts out that he doesn’t want to work in a cigarette stand, he does not at all intend to grow up to become a MacDonald’s manager. 

     At another point, seemingly out of nowhere, Johnny tells his mother that because of their financial situation and his intelligence he might be able to attending boarding school in Metz that Adamski has told him about. But, of course, Johnny’s mother won’t hear of that possibility either, given her need of the boy to raise his sister and keep order in their house.

     Johnny becomes so quickly infatuated with his teacher, that one afternoon he picks up his sister and stakes out Adamski’s house in a fashionable neighborhood, peering into the empty home and, from behind a tree, watching his teacher arrive home with his girlfriend, Nora (French rock singer Izïa Higelin). Arriving home late, Johnny is faced by a distressed mother who, when he refuses to tell her where he was, queries his little sister and finally beats him when he refuses to explain the situation.

     Having been beaten and momentarily forced out of the house, Johnny has no alternative but to actually visit Adamski and Nora. He charms Nora as well, in way that becomes dangerous to the teacher himself, particularly when she invites the boy along with an older girl to an evening open celebration at the Centre Pompidou-Metz, where Nora works. There, among the strong works of contemporary art, he stalks his teacher from room to room, associating Adamski’s interests with his own, at one point even perceiving him, as light pours in from a video installation of an opera house, as being part of the artwork itself. Later, after dinner in a local restaurant, the older girl and Johnny are left alone for a moment to talk, she immediately sensing that he’s “into boys,” and asking him he’s found someone he likes. Johnny admits he has, and agrees that he’s in his school, although he doesn’t believe, he admits, that the friend knows he loves him. Wondering how he can tell, the elder girl suggests he casually touch his body somewhere, his arm and hand, during everyday conversation to see what his reaction might be, and hints at other tricks such as wetting one’s lips to see if the other might be ready for a kiss.


     The boy, however, has his own plan already in mind, a disastrous trip to Adamski’s home during school vacation when he knows that Nora will not be there. He hopes in might be invited in, but when the teacher says he is busy correcting papers and has no time to entertain him, Johnny simply asks to use the bathroom before leaving, and returning to the room in which Adamski is at work, attempts to kiss him before striping off his shirt, seating himself in a chair, and as best as he knows how, tries to seduce his teacher by rubbing his nipple.


      Shocked and rightfully terrified given most of Western contemporary cultures’ hysteria about pedophilia, he demands that he boy immediately dress and hurries him out the door with no niceties or friendliness about it, knowing that if this event ever even got out, he would lose his job. In attempting to help the child, he and his girlfriend have gotten too close.

     It reminds me of the horrible scene in in Norwegian director Gjertrud Bergaust’s 2018 film Jakt (Hunt), where an empathetic farmer has offered a young local bullied gay boy a job, but is suddenly forced to fire him and lock him out of the house when he realizes that he is being set-up for a charge of pederasty.

     Obviously, any 10-year-old is devasted when his idealized teacher must now resist from showing him any special attention, particularly when he has imagined that he was his teacher’s sexual pet. One day during a simple class lesson it as if the trees themselves call out to him as suddenly he attempts to leap from the window of his third-story class room, his fellow students preventing him from the jump.

      The principal attempts to help Johnny’s mother comprehend that such an act requires that he talk to a psychologist, but like many working and rural folks, she is resistant to the idea, fearful that others will think her son is crazy. The principal reminds her that Johnny behaved in this manner in front of his entire class, who themselves will have to be visited by a therapist because of the incident, but she refuses nonetheless. And she demands a further explanation of his behavior afterwards, Johnny dangerously coming close to hinting about his love of the teacher and his belief that he is his teacher’s pet—so close, in fact, that Sonia herself becomes fearful that pedophilia has been involved. But fortunately, Johnny insists that he has never touched him or shown him sexual affection. And being of the working class, she is calmed by his denials.

     The film ends the only way it might, with the man who offered him the world having to remove himself slightly from the boy’s further education. But Johnny nonetheless, like his classmates, takes his first communion, an event attended of necessity by Adamski and Nora, who congratulate him as they do his other classmates. And at the party for him, Nora’s current boyfriend, seeing Johnny apart from the celebrants they’ve invited, pulls him up into his arms and carries him into the room of other males who similarly carry him on above their heads, the perfect kind of love for a boy who so desperately needs but cannot find open expression of male affection.


      As usual, his mother drinks too much, and is carried home drunk by two men, Johnny being forced to undress her and lay her out on the couch, putting a blanket over her passed-out body.

     A moment later he puts his hand around her jaw, as if he would pull her out of her stupor, demanding that she listen: knowing she cannot even hear him, he insists in no uncertain terms that she remember what he says, that he plans to attend the boarding school the next year in Metz.


      Despite everything, this child is determined to get a better education, refusing to become what his family and local society has planned for him. He may be a softie, but he a tough-minded child with the intelligence and desire to be someone, if not more important, at least different from the others—which takes us all the way back to Richard Oswald’s 1919 film wherein a concert violinist makes the mistake of falling in love with his own special student.

     Fortunately, Adamski has not made the same mistake. As Pat Brown of Slant magazine recognizes, while “Theis’s account of class and sexual precarity remains knotty and unresolved in ways that one doesn’t expect from the typical melodrama about impoverished youth, Softie ventures into territory that, with Maïmouna Doucouré’s Cuties, proved to be relatively volatile: the sexuality of marginalized French pre-teens.Rather than teaching a lesson [however] Softie seems much more interested in conveying an experience. Theis proves much more interested in the pain of small mistakes and miscommunications than he is in grand drama. Providing a straightforward glance into the experience of navigating a queer identity when one’s environment provides little to no models for expressing it, Softie is a noteworthy repurposing of the coming-of-age social drama.”

      The saddest thing, however, is that open-minded men such as Adamski are forced to keep their hearts in terrible check when it comes to helping the youth of their classrooms. In our society, love is such a confusing force that it must be denied the very individuals who sometimes need it most.

Yet I can imagine that Adamski might have dealt with the child’s torturous farce of love in an entirely different manner, laughing it off while demanding he dress and leave, attempting to make it clear to the boy that there is a vast different between caring for another and a physical expression of love. As it was, Adamski and Nora behaved almost as hysterically as do our general societies in such situations. And had the boy attempted to act out such a rejection in another manner, he might not have been so easily saved.

      But I loved this film, nonetheless, for the child who in the end not only was saved but redeemed himself recognizing perhaps for the first time that despite his gentle assimilation of responsibilities and recognition of the failures of those around him, that he might be someone of greater worth.

 

Los Angeles, March 17, 2023

Reprinted from World Cinema Review (March 2023).

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