Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Love in the sand
Today, the second part of Julian Hernandez--
The film is long and sometimes arduous.
Most of it takes place in a desert and is impressionistic. Or is it abstract? Or perhaps a kind of waking dream.
Whatever it is, I kept watching and would watch it again only not tomorrow.
Not if you tied me up in front of the screen.
But in another year or two? Sure.
The images are beautiful and the story such as it is tells about two or three lovers caught in their fantasies so that they cannot move out of them.
Some standard gay tropes are here. The cruisey movie theater (which is always a disappointment) as well as "types". The one hero is the butchest of the butches. But gay as a goose.
The young man is beautiful and innocent.
The hero-lover is handsome and kind.
It is all here. An endurance test which almost always pays off. When it gets slow, go pee, and come back to it. But do not skip. My god do not skip. Or FF either goddammit. Take your medicine. Half the effect of the crisis and resolution is to endure the time frame and, of course, the great stuff that is going on while you are all antsy.
A 5 out of Netflix5 since I have seen it several times.
