donwc1996
This film is a blast and sexy as all get out. The guys are just plain hot and the story is hilarious with the mother played by a man being the most absurd. The director obviously just wanted to have fun but at the same time he cast a bunch of hunks all of whom have nothing better to do than sleep together which makes for some steamy scenes. There were so many hunks naked that it was hard to keep track of them but eventually everyone found his place with his partner to create a satisfactory conclusion. The ending is very abstract and you have to ask yourself if what is happening is really happening but then again the entire film is so surreal that it is difficult to determine exactly what is going on. I can certainly see why some people would hate this film but it was so funny you just can't help but like it and the hunks more than make up for any holes in the script - and there are lots of holes.
sandover
The film begins with a serial depiction of pick-ups by one of the film's characters, that appears promising - then, oh no, the character cries in the shower: the emptiness of his life, we gather, and also that the film is fishy.One bold leap three years ahead.Dear director, do not attempt such things if you have not foregrounded a story, however elliptic.Actually there is no story, just amateurish shots of characters that confuse our endeavors to figure what happens, why this one appears, if it is central or peripheral to what is going on, then a female character appears played by a male actor, and the film by that point becomes "inferential" at best: we "infer" that this "transvestitism" is an Almodovar-like take; that the film shows the givings and misgivings of destiny in a group of people that meet, or fail to do so, in the end; we "infer" that the "alien thing" is comic, and stands for tenderness in the very end.But the transvestitism is actually a travesty: a travesty for comedy, for relief, for enacting any sense of locality; the "alien thing" not only fails to engage in locality as well, but actually forecloses any sense of geographical specificity, and becomes a psychotic symptom for avoiding to do so (another film from Israel, that met with critical success, "The Bubble" engaged in the specificity of time and place, though it presented a nihilistic political point of view that, combined with its cinematic tendentiousness, turned it into hypocrisy). It is a sad, expansive phenomenon that such uninformed sense of engagement masquerades as a kind of hurt sensibility, and a plea for sentimental and spiritual gathering of souls, a plea for love beyond our shortcomings, be them racial, sexual, ethnic ones. The film reads like a juvenile attempt at themes it fails to attack: what it means to be lonely and insecure and crave for it or be well-poised etc. but all this is to "infer"; let alone the preposterous thing going on between the journalist and the salesman: a journalist that has a humane streak falling for a gossipy, cliché-carved little nelly? There is no plausibility concerning the hovering, changing sentiments and this is so severe that comes off depressively and in the end, with the actually mad closure, pathologically I dare say. Or,the three years leap is slumped on us for signaling the older dancer's reawakening of feelings for the young dancer? For the story we did not see in the beginning? That, OK, could be evolved in a later part of the film for bigger dramatic effect, but for what? So that we learn they passed three weeks together? This is the kind of thing the late Quentin Crisp serenely and acerbically mocked as three weeks of "meaningful relationship". This must also be the writer/director's sense of meaningful film-making.
donaldsmedley
Life is full of metaphors and this is a great interpretation. A romantic tale, a love of fantasy and could have beens............... I really enjoyed this movie. It was engaging and had me hooked from the start. It was hot and the mirrors started to steam as i was introduced to the characters, satisfied with the pornesque start i didn't much care for content. The shots and the arrangement of images would have satisfied me for the entirety of the movie. But little did i know that i was just watching the caterpillar before the butterfly. The process is the movie. Well done to the director and the actors to a collage of beauty. "No matter how big the world is from a village to a city of millions you live within the same shell with the same circumference."
hitmouse
(minor spoilers) The director needs to work out what story he wants to tell and concentrate on that, neither hammering too hard on that story nor rushing off into side-stories all the time.Some of the relationships (the journalist and the clothing-shop boy) were just unbelievable, and actions by certain characters were rather random in the story (such as when the young dancer attempts to visit his old boyfriend the choreographer with flowers).A number of sequences just went on far too long (the opening, the café singers, and the alien-abduction conversations). I just got bored and I could feel the same restlessness across the audience at the screening I attended.The acting was fine, but the film was let down by the unfocused direction and slack editing.
