Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Mother from hell
Today's film is about smother love. Oops. Yes, the "s" is definitely appropriate.
adapted from David Leavitt's novel The Page Turner.
A young aspiring pianist falls in love/lust/opportunism with a fading concert pianist who basically uses him for a little diversion on a layover from his busy schedule.
When he gets dumped, the kid moves on fairly successfully not thinking that his mother, a self centered bitch on wheels, will know that he is gay. He is living in New York while attending Julliard. If she only knew!
Sooner of later she finds out, he decides or is told that the concert life is not in his future and they have it out with each other.
The last thing we expect is that he will fall into his Mom's arms in the end and tell her she is right. He is still gay of course but they are playing another game, the gay one postponed.
Goes against the grain.
I missed out on this when it came out but I didn't miss much. The film has some redeeming value but, like David Leavitt, a well known gay author, it takes itself way too seriously. Leavitt wrote one good coming out book and since then has been able to con his way through a lame succession of coming out stories.
I did the FF because of her interminable complaining and self indulgence.
That makes it a 2 out of Netflix5.
The sex is mediocre and the concert pianist, older, is not very interesting and the kid is OK but quite naive and about as aware of himself as his mother.
All in all, not a wasted afternoon, but I will not be buying this one for later viewing.
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