The Sex of Angels

a puzzle. this is the first definition. and, maybe, the best. because it is a love story in same measure like a film about dance, friendship, youth, choices. simple. and honest. and strange. not for the sentimental triangle but for the effort to contain each ingredient of a story full of details, sounds, colors and characters who remind ordinary people, situations and relations. a film about life. in honest manner. simple. and seductive for that. nothing surprising. nothing new. but enough for a beautiful film.

I recently saw this movie at a gay and lesbian film fest. The movie has good characters, is well filmed and had a great soundtrack. I was a bit annoyed that the sexual development of the main character Bruno, who has this amazing connection with another guy, and his subsequent "first gay interaction" is given so little attention. To me that was what the movie was about and it is passed over so trivially. There is great tension build up between them, longing glances, sexual moments and then this is all just passed over and we don't get to see how he experiences this earth shaking moment in his life when he gets to kiss or touch another man. It is left to our imagination, which I think is a bit of a cop out. The sex scenes between Bruno and his long term girlfriend are in comparison graphic. The movie could have done without the side characters of the girlfriends co- workers and concentrated a bit more the relationship between the two guys.Overall a nice movie, well acted, beautiful main character and nicely filmed

Excellent depiction of a three-way romance. Beautifully shot and acted. I wish there was a sequel!

A 2-guys-and-1-girl comedy (with a modicum of kitschy dramatic tone), zeroing in on the pan-sexuality relationship conundrum happened in Barcelona, a modern tale smells like teen spirit from director Xavier Villaverde (a 10-year-absence since his last feature, THIRTEEN CHIMES, 2002).

The film kick-starts with a Hip-Hop routine performance and ends up in a casual and cozy dancing moment in the room with the three protagonist, the harmonious denouement maybe ephemeral since the trilogy linkage very likely falls apart when life goes on (a feeble solidification which counters the basic triangle axiom owing to human being's innate doubt and lust), but the film graphically proffers some sincere perception into the young generation's vintage point about love-romance (in alliance with the progression against homophobia discrimination), which is a further step over the rather stale coming-out melodrama during last one or two decades.

The three main actors are cleverly selected, Astrid Bergès-Frisbey (afresh from PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: ON STRANGER TIDES 2011, 5/10) is much confident and versatile in her mother language; Álvaro Cervantes has a killing charisma which could be perceived and indulged by both genders (complies with the character's "seducer"tag and his unorthodox but quite common pan-sexuality attitude - it is the particular individual who we fall for, it is nothing about gender). Llorenç González, as the befuddled and jealousy boyfriend who has his immature trait but at least honest with his feelings. Pitifully besides that, other sidekicks are plainly foils without any distinctive antics to be remembered.

The film contains quite a few explicit sex scenes (between boy-girl, boy-boy and a three-way smooching near the end), may be a bit superfluous (beautifully shot though), and the plot has a sinuous redundancy of buzz-killing twist-and-turns, which could hinder the revelational message the film engages with. Personally I will give one thumb up to this film, simply because it is an innovative torrent of the genre and turns out be to a refreshingly uplifting adventure for the viewers (again sexuality is irrelevant here).

p.s: my Oscar race, Astrid and Álvaro both enter my top 10 of leading actress and leading actor race respectively.

This shallow, irritating, sterile movie offers nothing but titillation for a certain sort of voyeur, maybe for women who like to watch men make out... the female equivalent of men whose ultimate fantasy is sex with two women. Any gay man who likes this movie needs to have his head examined - both of them.

This is a movie, like Brokeback Mountain, that was made BY straight people FOR straight people (as if they didn't already have enough movies) who think shoehorning gay sex into their movie makes it cool, or something dumb like that. It's an attitude that makes me furious and insults the gay men I suppose it means to pander to.

It's even worse than Brokeback Mountain, though, and casting Llorenç González can't be a coincidence: he looks almost exactly like Jake Gyllenhaal and is almost as ugly. Álvaro Cervantes is gorgeous and extremely sexy; without him this movie would have been just another stupid straight movie, but he's wasted in it.

Gay men should boycott all movies (like this one) that show twenty minutes of graphic straight sex for every twenty seconds of censored, castrated gay sex. That's like spitting in our faces, proving that we're nothing but pawns in their sick heterosexual fantasies.