At the moment that I write this review, there are eight earlier reviews, of which no less than seven rank it a 10 out of 10, all with jubilant texts and such hyperboles as "brilliant", "extraordinary", "terrific", and even twice "masterpiece". I'm seriously dumbfounded: did they really watch the same movie as I did?!? Because it's (in my humble and down to earth opinion) simply terrible. It's totally uninvolving, repetitive, tedious, and my 4,95 euro to stream it were the only reason that I sat the whole thing out.
There is a total lack of any narrative, it's just 85 minutes of watching three persons having sex, smoke, using all sorts of drugs and totally flipping over it, having sex again (and again and again), screaming and yelling at each other, and behaving as erratic as possible. All this in the uninspiring setting of a crummy apartment. Main character Guy (Israel Ogalbo) is at least remotely sympathetic, but his BFF Joy (Moran Rosenblatt) is extremely obnoxious and completely hysterical, every scene with her made my ears pop. And Dan as the mysterious outsider is just weird and creepy. Towards the end something (meant to be) horrendous happens, but it was so amateurishly staged (so you see her, so she's - whoosh! - gone!) that the effect was simply ludicrous.
There's a lot of gay sexual content (being gay, I admit that's what attracted me in the first place), but it was all way less provocative than the synopsis suggested: it's a lot of bare bottoms, but that's about it, so even that didn't make this experience any more bearable. The end suited the rest perfectly: Guy waggling naked and in some kind of drugs-induced stupor along the street to whatever profound concluding moral the makers may have had in mind. I heaved a deep sigh of relief and exasperated waggled to my bed.
