Monday, August 3, 2026

Jess Maldaner | Warm Smooth Mean / 2015

the man who loved too much

by Douglas Messerli

 

Mark Allen (screenplay), Jess Maldaner (director) Warm Smooth Mean / 2015 [15 minutes]

 

This masterful short might have easily been a feature production if they had simply added more music and deeper mystery and insights into the suicide of River Nelson, a country western singer who paired up with Jerry Lee McCoy (Cameron Dye) and backup singer Dolly White (Carrie Madsen).

    River’s son, Hunter (William McKinney), who was just 10 when his father died, and is still receiving royalty checks, is now finally determined as a young man to seek out the now washed-up singer Jerry Lee to find out what really happened, and how his father came to kill himself.


    He catches up with the singer in a small café where he is now performing, looked after basically by a waiter in the café, Dolly, who brings meals and breakfasts to him when he isn’t too drunk to even eat.

    Hunter arrives at the venue asking for answers, but is immediately rejected as Jerry Lee drives angrily away, the boy now trying to offer him the royalty check which the singer refuses.


     Dolly invites him to Jerry Lee’s shack, saying that perhaps, other than Jerry Lee, she knew his father better than ever, praising him as a man. But Hunter has only heard praises and now as a young adult is seeking out the truth.

     Hunter leaves without any more information than before, but again attends a performance by Jerry Lee, who is so disturbed that he stops mid-way in the performance and leaves, finally shouting out the terrible truth, that his father was queer.


   Again Hunter visits his shack, wherein Dolly presides. There, finally, Jerry Lee admits that their final fight involved River’s desire to give up his entire career just to share the love he felt for Jerry Lee, which he admits was more than anyone ever loved him. But the breakup clearly resulted in River’s self-murder, and Jerry Lee now can never get over that fact, even now ordering Hunter to leave.

     At least, Hunter now has the facts, as painful as he might find the truth. His father, as Jerry Lee, claims might have been better off without him and his mother.

     This film continues in a recent tradition of strong, macho, country-western figures having to deal with their own queerness, including Brokeback Mountain (2005), Pedro Almadóvar’s far-more convincing answer to that film, Strange Way of Life (2023), and particularly the character of country-western singer Will Lexington in the TV series Nashville (2012-2016) and a closely related short film, Jeremy Leroux’s Dominant Chord (2019), as well as others.

     We don’t really know how the son feels about the new revelations, except when he first hears about his father being, he slugs Jerry Lee. But, at least, he now has a reasonable explanation, and will have to live with that reality the best as he can.

      The legend has finally turned all too human.

 

Los Angeles, August 3, 2026

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (August 2026).

 

Douglas Messerli | Provincial Loves [introduction]

PROVINCIAL LOVES

by Douglas Messerli

 

Given the fact that so many millions of young men and women throughout the world who having grown up in rural areas move to urban areas, it should come as no surprise that the genre of leaving an early close friend or loved one behind is as old as literary history. One might even argue that the Odyssey is just such a story, although its hero spends most of his time struggling to return home. But as writers throughout history have observed again and again, you cannot really return home; nothing is the same and you would have been a different person had you stayed “back home of the farm,” especially after having seen “gay Paree.” 


      My collections of queer essays have already contained a great many stories of provincial loves. But it was still interesting to me that the genre had even migrated into the 21st century queer films I was observing. Some I have collated into other variances of the genre, such the French film by Olivier Peyon Lie with Me (2022). Others simply speak for themselves. But I have collected 4 of these films and one music video, with only the video representing a US production. The others, French, Spanish, Italian, and Dutch— Bernard Alapetite and Cyril Legann’s Like a Brother (2005), David Velduque’s No Place Like Home (2017), Alice Rohrwacher’s Italian-based Happy as Lazarro (2018), and Joren Molter’s Dust (2018)—represent the usual pattern: a young man has fallen in love with a local boy, often a lifetime friend; yet his love is not reciprocated, even rejected, sometimes violently, and he has no choice but to move away physically or, if nothing else, as in Dust, socially. The video by American singer Kyle Mottsinger expresses it quite clearly, he even attempting to imagine what his life might have been like had he remained back in the country with the truly handsome hunk he left behind, where, he now realizes, we would not have been able to survive in that “parallel universe.”

     What all of these boys and young men quickly realize is that in some way their must move on to different worlds, to spaces that are not as enclosed or dismissive of their sexuality. Generally, their move to urban settings is what permits them to become who they really are, changing them so completely that when they re-encounter their boyhood crushes, they can hardly recognize the young men they have become.

     I might easily have been able to make a selection of films representing this genre from every couple of decades, but I finally chose these particular works because I wanted to reiterate just how important this form has been to the gay imagination. And these films seemed to all suggest different versions of the common experience.

     After I had left home, and gone off to the university in Madison, Wisconsin, I suddenly was visited by a young woman who I had taken to prom. It had not been a serious relationship; I had once visited her on her family’s farm and had a lovely day riding a horse with her. At the prom, since she was the class photographer, she carried a large camera around her neck. I don’t know whether or not we even danced together. But suddenly it did become apparent that she had taken my attentions quite seriously, and had come all this way from Wakesha in an attempt to reignite a relationship which had never been. I took her for sandwiches, and we walked around the campus for a short while, but what could I tell her, that I was gay, had never been truly interested in her, had never been in love? It was a sad experience, both for her and for me. Nothing was said; she made no pleas; did not attempt to remind me of our “special days.” But I realized, and suppose she eventually she did as well, that there was no going back—at least for me. I have always wondered what she had hoped to achieve by her surprise visit, just as I wonder what Romain might have imagined happening by his meeting up again with Sebastien/Zack in Paris in Like a Brother. My “girlfriend” returned home, disappointed I fear, while I never looked back.

 

Los Angeles, August 3, 2026

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (August 2026).  


Tyler Willam Milliron | Parallel Universe / 2019

leaving the hunk behind

by Douglas Messerli

 

Kyle Motsinger (music and lyrics), Tyler Willam Milliron (director) Parallel Universe / 2019 [4.30 minutes] [music video]

 

In this song by genre-breaking singer Kyle Motsinger, he wonders what might have happened if he had settled down with his gay lover in the small town in which he grew up, realizing that he would simply not have known the joys of his escape to New York City. He realizes that even for the hot lover he has left behind in the country, he couldn’t have survived. As he puts it in the song:


I couldn’t stay here

Even for a guy

In the middle of nowhere

I think my dreams would die

 

Opportunities I couldn’t find here

In a town not ruled by courage but by fear 

 

In another universe

You moved with me

We rented an apartment

In the heart of NYC

 

We’d explore the city

Side-by-side

End our days making love

Completely satisfied

 

    Now, back visiting his home town he realizes the had he remained there he would have indeed lived in a parallel universe.

 

Chose the road less taken.

I’m glad I did!

That poem by Robert Frost

I read it as a kid

Followed it to New York

One September day

Leaving my hometown

Eight hundred Miles away


Being back I wonder

What my life would be

If I lived here in the country

What would become of me?

 

In a parallel universe I stayed                       

After college I moved back to town

No other plans were made

 

Got a job

Got a dog right by my side

Settling for a slower life

Completely satisfied!

 

Wouldn’t know any better

Any worse

In that parallel universe

 

…..

 

In a parallel universe I stayed

We bought a house together

Front porch, sipping lemonade

 

Deep in love

You here by my side

Two country boys, the simple life

Completely satisfied

 

Couldn’t ask for someone better

To converse

In our parallel universe


    And he finally realizes that if he hadn’t chased his dreams, left the hunky hometown boy beyond, he would have not survived.

 

If I hadn’t chased my dreams, put myself first

I’d be in that parallel universe

I’d be in that parallel universe

 

    This film clearly reveals how sometimes a man has to leave his provincial lover behind or convince him to more on into the larger world.

 

Los Angeles, August 2, 2026

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (August 2026).

Sunday, August 2, 2026

Bernard Alapetite and Cyril Legann | Comme un frère (Like a Brother) / 2005

the figure from the past

by Douglas Messerli

 

Bernard Alapetite and Cyril Legann (screenwriters and director) Comme un frère (Like a Brother) / 2005 [54 minutes]

 

This film begins in a Paris nightclub with Zack (real name Sebastien) (Benoît Delière) meeting up with another habitue of the club, Bruno (Johnny Amaro). They go home together and appear to have great sex together. But soon after, as they meet for breakfast, Sebastien seems to be in a funk.

It is his birthday and he is not only worried about the fact that he’s getting older but recalls the love he left back home in La Baule.


     Suddenly the film moves back in time to Sebastien’s final year of education. From the bright vivid, almost gaudy colors of Paris, we now find ourselves in a muted, hazy world of France’s west coast. Back here, we can also see that Sebastien is moody, and his friends Romain (Thibault Boucaux), Romain’s girlfriend Sophie (Amadine Maury) and Sebastien’s female friend, Marine (Adeline Ishimin) notice the changes in his behavior. When the others probe about what’s bothering him, Marine suggests they leave him alone, knowing already that part of the problem is that her so-called “boyfriend” is actually realizing that he is in love with his life-long best friend, Romain.

     Romain’s parents will be away the next weekend, and he invites his friends to join him in a party, in part perhaps to perk up Sebastien in the process. Sebastien appears disinterested.

    Back in Paris, we see Sebastian arriving and calling up his father (Michel Derville), the owner of a delicatessen, long divorced from Sebastian’s mother. Romain immediately comes out to his father, explaining quite forthrightly that he is gay and it is the reason the has come to Paris. The father admits that he is not surprised. He also adds that even if it wasn’t what he might have hoped for his son, he still loves him and wants him to be happy. And he offers him a place to stay.

    Sebastien is returning to college, but will now find a job in the meantime, he claims.

    So we begin the toggle between Paris and La Baule, as the cinema tells his full story.

    Back in La Baule he gets a tattoo in Nantes. In Paris he stops both other boys and men in their tracks as he passes them on the street. He is soon calling up on hot lines he’s found in local leaflets seeking out sex: “cute, hairless.”


   On the beach in La Baule with Romain, Sebastian and he briefly wrestle in a very homoerotic manner. I’s clear that both boys are equally in love, but we soon see that Romain cannot accept his the two sitting on the bed, Romain begins to masturbate, but quickly rises to finish off in the bathroom, where Sebastien peeps on his friend.


    In Paris, Sebastien meets up with the beautiful, slightly older, Laurent (Gaétan Borg). At first, Sebastien appears as a rather shy provincial, but quickly leans into a full kiss and embrace him as the two quickly follow up with incredibly hot sex, Laurent fucking the boy, perhaps for the first time Sebastian has experienced anal sex. Yet, he clearly enjoys it.

    Back in La Baule, Marine and Sebastien are on the beach, Marine explaining that she hasn’t yet gone all the way but is willing to without waiting for “the right man.” They play at sex, but when she announces that Sophie as had sex before Romain, he is disturbed. She asks outright whether he’s in love with Romain, and Sebastien admits that perhaps he is.

     In Paris, Laurent, after sex with Sebastien sends him packing. He doesn’t want a relationship, and Sebastien quickly dresses and leaves. His attitude is a clue, perhaps, to how much he should trust those me he meets in his new home.

     Later, he begins a letter to Romain, but when his father, interested in his welfare, asks, he says it’s crap, and rumples into a ball as he throws it away.

     Again, in La Baule we see him intimately reading a book to Romain. Suddenly even Romain seems to recognize that it’s different with a mate and between a girl, already doubting his relationship with his girlfriend Sophie.

    Sebastian admits to his friend that if it weren’t for Romain, he would have long ago left. He explains that he doesn’t need a brother, that he already has one. He’s needs someone affectionate and tender. Romain queries him if Marine might be that person, but he admits he does not love her; she’s just a friend. But just a quickly another of their friends shows up and Romain proceeds to play pool with him, while ignoring his adoring “brother.”

     In Paris, Sebastian reveals to his father that he might like to be an actor, even though knows it is difficult. And we now discover that his older brother has become a butcher. As his father says, “You are not at all like your brother.” The brother, he presumes, will take over the delicatessen when he dies. His son also admits he could be happier with a few friends.

     By this time in the film, although one recognizes the film’s structure is based on past and present intertwining, we are a bit frustrated by the constant interruptions in narrative action. We seek a bit more coherence in the plot so that we might even get to know what Sebastian is truly seeking, the provincial boy from his past or new sexual relationships in the present. But then, he himself is confused, unsure of what he is looking for. Surely he cannot go home again, but he longs for a relationship with Romain that has been refused him. Yet after a while, the experience of the film is a bit like a tennis match, as we are snaped back and forth into the beautifully muted past and the garish and quite alive Paris. To me, Paris too is immersed with the past, where so many buildings and streets point out the famous dead figures who resided there, and whose great cemeteries feature more renowned figures that almost any other city, but this film does not even seem to elude to that reality.

     Still at the dinner table in Paris, Sebastian asks if his father has any female friends, he replying that there is nothing serious.



     Back on the beach of La Baule, which Sebastian admits he misses, Romain comes running out from the water to meet up with his friend, who can’t swim, waiting for him on the beach. He wishes he might learn how to swim to join him in the water. They lather one another with sunscreen, which again, becomes almost a sexual act.

     Sophie announces she is throwing a big party, with a number of their friends, many of whom share the names, incidentally, of Sebastian’s later sexual encounters in Paris. Once again Sebastian seems disinterested, even though Sophie claims she is throwing the party, in part, for him. Yet the boy recognizes that it is really for her own sake.

     At the party, Sophie plays the perfect host, greeting and kissing all the friends she has invited, announcing the event is for Sebastian’s birthday, itself a constant repetition in this film. How many birthdays, both in La Baule and Paris does Sebastian actually have. Here also is a David (Patrick Esilva, who looks a lot like Bruno of the first scene of the film) and a Laurent, as if even the boys of his past are haunting him in the city of lights and delights.

    In Paris once more, we finally see the unhappy Sebastian dancing in front of his own mirror, celebrating his young and beauty as he dresses and undresses, exploring his own youthful sexuality. The long funk seems to have passed. He runs off presumably to another club, after swigging a drink of gin.

     In La Baule he finally rises from his roost at the party, pushes his way through the party crowd where he discovers the fickle Sophie making out with David, trying to convince her that she is better than her loser boyfriend Romain with his queer friend. They kiss and embrace just as Sebastian enters the kitchen for a beer. The petty provincial world has never been more revealed than in this scene, where lies and treachery are simply part of the territory of small-town life. I know this world only too well. Romain, in the other room, meanwhile, is clearly drunk, dancing basically alone, clumsily bouncing into tables and other pieces of furniture.

    For a moment we are back in Paris where we see Sebastian dancing, swept up by someone just like Bruno in the club.


    And then we are back in La Bule the next instant, Romain joining the dejected Sebastian sitting on a bench outside the party. He is hurt, having evidently gotten into a fight with David. Sebastian comforts him, but reminds him he is thinking only of himself, not of the love he might provide. Finally, Romain does kiss him. And the boys, who everyone has now identified as queer, return home to share a bed. Sebastian gently touches him, perhaps the beginning of a sexual relationship until the phone rings: it is Marine. He quickly hangs up, but by that time Romain has turned again, rejecting the gay relationship Sebastian might offer him.

     In Paris, Sebastian again has wild sex with a man who appears to be Laurent.

     In La Baule, Sebastian strips naked at the sea late at night, presumably after being rejected by Romain, and walks into the sea.

     Sebastian wakes up in bed to a loving Laurent, but soon receives another interruptive phone call from Romain, who announces he is in Paris. Even Romain describes him as unenthusiastic about his sudden appearance, to which Sebastian can only say his is pleased, but “I’ve changed quite a lot.” He explains to Laurent that his old friend is straight. But we know, of course, their homoerotic history.


    They meet up in a park, Sebastian explaining that he left without even a goodbye because he hates goodbyes, Romain revealing that Sophie is history, still with David. They now are both in different worlds. Sebastian now feels at home in Paris, telling his old friend that at first he missed La Baule, but prefers the anonymity of the city, something that Romain cannot comprehend. He even admits to his changed name, Zack. And yes, he admits to a boyfriend. He finally must leave his friend for a job interview at a bar.

    It is the end of a lovely imaginary relationship that might have existed, but is now lost forever in their own personal differences. Sebastian moves forward, while Romain remains a mystery. He might be able to move to Paris, but all is uncertain, and certainly there is no gay life there to greet him. The idyll that was La Baule is over as both must find their ways to negotiate their futures.

    It is a sad story, but so common that it almost gets lost in the history of so many first provincial loves left behind. This happens, and then it means nothing given the new perspectives of the previous lover, while the reticent, unable to express to love are left to wonder what might have happened to change their lives, for too late for any alternatives.

    In the end, despite the constant shifting of the narrative, I loved this film for revealing fully what it means to necessary leave someone you once love behind. Most of us who have moved on to urban territories from small towns throughout the world, have experienced something like this. You now exist in a world that is truly impossible to explain to the figure from the past.  

 

Los Angeles, August 2, 2026

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (August 2026).

      

Saturday, August 1, 2026

Julio Medem | Habitación en Roma (Room in Rome) / 2010

infatuation

by Douglas Messerli

 

Julio Medem (screenwriter and director) Habitación en Roma (Room in Rome) / 2010

 

Spanish director Julio Medem’s Room in Rome is quite frankly one of the sexiest and most convincing of lesbian films I have encountered for a long while. In this work, despite being directed by a male, the gaze does generally not seem to be from a male point of view—although we do have, upon occasion, the intrusion of the hotel waiter Max (Enrico Lo Verso), who even proposes that the two women at the center of the film might want to explore a threesome—but, for the most part, it is the women themselves who are enchanted with one another’s bodies, and the film’s actions are motivated by their infatuation with one another.


     Alba (Elena Anaya) and Nastasha (Natasha Yarovenko) meet up evidently in a bar, both a little drunk. At first Alba is the more forceful of the two, the true lesbian who has convinced her inexperienced beauty to share her quite luxurious hotel suite, filled with famous art pieces, presumably reproductions.

       Alba tries almost immediately to make her guest at home, but Natasha remains shy and removed, insisting that she has never before had a lesbian liaison and is terrified about what it might mean. Alba, seemingly more forthright about her experiences suggests that she has always been a lesbian and has never had sex with a man.



     The two begin with simple touches, lying side by side until Alba actually falls asleep, Natasha quietly dressing and escaping the situation.

       Before long, however, fearful of the situation after a kiss or two, Natasha escapes, but forgetting her cellphone, returns, this time spotted by Max, delivering dinner to another room. Alba suggests to Max that they will be hungry later, as she again pulls the beautiful Russian girl into her room.

      This time, between intense sex, the two tell each other Scheherazade-like stories about their own past and identities, Alba claiming that her mother abandoned her when she was a little girl in Saudi Arabia where a wealthy Arab man adopted her and eventually made her a slave. She escaped, she proclaims, when she realized she would soon simply become one of his harem.


      Using a google map, Natasha tells her own lie about how her abusive father nightly took her twin sister into her bed, leaving her behind, an action of which when she discovered the truth made her envious of her sister and confused about why her father had ignored her over her twin.

      Later the story shifts to a tale about her sister being a gifted tennis player and art historian.


     Between continued bouts of raw sex, mutual masturbation and participating in a 69 position, which they both fully enjoy, they also point to various art pieces on the wall, noting small details which relate to their lives, including a cupid and a small man lecturing a room of men on Greek history.

      Over the next 10 hours they have sex several times, with the handsome Max delivering up a cucumber for a sexual tool and proposing his own sexual participation. He is refused.

       Gradually, they both discover the seeming truth about one another, that Natasha, whose real name is Dasha, comes from a wealthy family outside Moscow. It is she who is the tennis player, while her twin sister is a model. Even more shocking is that she is planning to be married the next day to a Russian man, Vlad.

        Alba admits that it was her mother who had an affair with a Saudi Arabian sheik, that she, having been taken to Greece eventually wound up in Spain where she is now in a relationship with a woman named Edurne, who has two children, the three speaking Basque. However, the woman’s on has died accidentally while in the charge of Alba. She explains that Edurne does not blame her for the death, yet…. which may explain, in part, why she has escaped temporarily to Rome. Alba reveals that she is actually a mechanical engineer and inventor.

        By this time, having had sex in the bathroom as well—including a fantasy scene wherein Natasha is forced to pull an arrow, obviously shot by the pictorial cupid, from Alba’s breast—they call Max for breakfast, who enchantingly sings an operatic aria to them as they spread their jam upon their toast. They now even imagine leaving their romantic partners so that they might live together, while still realizing that such a radical act as what they imagine is not plausible.


     Finally, called by her sister Sasha who wonders where her errant twin might be, Natasha/Dasha dresses and prepares to leave, but not before she hangs the bed sheet up on the balcony flagpole as evidence of their relationship.

     Now suddenly reacting to her strange experiences of the night, she insists that the relationship was an exception and must be kept within the walls of the room, never spoken about to anyone else.


     Together they both walk away in opposite directions, Alba toward the airport which will take her back to Edurne, Natasha to her marriage with Vlad. But at the last moment Natasha calls out to Alba and runs toward her.

      Quite inexplicably most of the reviews that I’ve read of this film were highly negative, describing it as a boring art film. And even semi-positive reviews such as that by Jonathan Holland in Variety who argued that it was a “typically challenging, potentially divisive item from Spanish auteur Julio Medem,” concluded that “there’s the sense that he’s more interested in his ideas than in his people.”

      I can certainly perceive why some people might question a film in which the women remain fully nude for most of the film, but I feel if they had been two males they might have seen this film as ground-breaking, while the focus on the female body here might be perceived simply as further erotic exploitation. But the two actors are so perfect as a couple that I totally believe their electric attraction in a way that I was convinced by Chantal Akerman’s on the road film, I you he she of 1974, in which the central character made her way through sexual contact with a man in order to return to her lesbian lover.

 

Los Angeles, August 1, 2026

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (August 2026).

            

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