Film Reviews by None

I only managed to watch two hours of the three and a bit this self-indulgent film runs for. I would probably have given up earlier were it not for the hope that it would get better. One would think from watching this that gay men in Mexico never speak to each other, communicating only through exagerated facial expressions and the ocassional hand gesture - although to be fair the film opens with a 15 minute sequence of a woman running round a city doing the same thing while apparently hearing other people's thoughts. It's largely unrelated to the rest of the film and though it eventually leads into some action that isn't, it's rather painful to get through, not least because it's a bit hamfisted. I'm quite happy to watch films that are more symbolic than naturalistic, but this feels a bit like a film student has been given a real film budget and left to tell a story (of sorts) lacking all subtlety where an idealised relationship is contrasted with an alienating and even violent world of gay cruising. Maybe it got better in the last hour, but I doubt it, and I lost any interest in finding out.