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I'm going to count to five and we're going to fuckin' *kiss* and we're just going to do it. Alright.
four, three, two, one.
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Rare is the film that can be categorized as daring by what it doesn't do than by what it does yet this is a film that fits that instance. This is a story about two old friends who meet at a party and decide to have gay sex in the name of art. That's it. No big revelations, no cutaways, no side story, no fights, no jokes, and certainly no added cinematic effects to speak of. The men merely have the same type of conversation that two educated men on the same intellectual level might also have. Then after two hours they call it a night and blow that pop-stand. This isn't quite as rich as Hamlet or Finnegans Wake concerning these guys, but it is a whole lot more accessible to the general public.
Does this mean that this is a poor or boring movie? No not really. Sometimes the best directing is just the guts to stick with a concept that is unusual. That is what Shelby does here and you have to give him credit. On it's own simple terms it actually does succeed. Ones mind certainly does wander at times, but somehow you never lose complete interest. The simple framing and editing actually seem to work.
The two stars are competent for what they are doing yet they do not seem to be the best of actors. At times they seem to be simply mouthing their lines and there is no nuance in their delivery. Ben has a nice deep, resonate voice that almost seems like a radio announcers. He does most of the talking so at least he is pleasant to the ears. Andrew is the exact opposite. His voice is screechy and annoying. Yet he does supply a engaging voice over narrative at the beginning, which is so fun you wished they had kept it going throughout.
The idea of two bi guys opting for butt-love is a good one. Sometimes it is interesting to observe all the threads a conversation between any group of people takes. However the ad-libbing here isn't real. It is clearly scripted out and that hurts it. The first hour is especially poor. It consists mainly of these guys talking about some wild, fantastical experiences of his. It comes of as forced and too extended. Having some cutaways throughout his talking would have helped because a lot of what he talks about is very visual.
The second hour is better because Benny gets more involved and they seem to have more of a real rapport. They range from how one perceives reality to the very essence of our being. Of course anyone with some gay friends could have the very same type of conversation, but at least it makes the film more stimulating.
In the end this is a halfway daring experiment that halfway succeeds. It would have helped had the two men, who seem to be playing themselves anyway, been allowed to have a more natural and impromptu grab-assing. Even adding a few more females into the mix wouldn't have hurt. They could have also given it just a little bit more of a visual flair. Although watching the very good way that they listen to one another is a sight in itself. Their listening skills are so good that it almost seems unreal. It is unfortunate that everyone can't have these same type of skills.
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