En vérité

A relation from beginning to its last consequences. The effort to impress and the try to explore inner demons , maybe forced in few moments , maybe giving to story strong aspect of emotional montagne russe, but having the virtue to enter in crumbs of many details giving roots to frustrations, vulnerability, angry and hard need of other , with terrible consequences. A beautiful film , not great, not original, beautiful more for acting than for story itself. Chronicle of a relation, brutal in few scenes, profound unrealistic in others it is just a decent film, for for the try of a sort of exorcism than for the story itself.

The story was simple, yet the acting from the main cast was so bad, I could not watch the movie with a straight face. Every actor delivered their lines like bad community theater actors, and had no tact, talent or ability when it came to injecting feeling and nuance into their performances. This alone was enough to ruin the film, but then you have that God awful soundtrack, with "singers" and music that gave the impression that they were recorded in a bathroom studio. The vocals were awful, the melodies were awful; it was just extremely poorly done.

Look, I get it; some people do not have the budget to create a film with real actors and instead choose friends and family to fill the roles. But, really, if you are going to attach your name to something, wouldn't you want it to be of quality? Overall, this is quite possibly one of the worst LGBT films I have ever seen, and really, towards the bottom of any film I have seen in any genre. Do yourself a favor and avoid this film. It has no redeemable qualities to warrant even a disinterested viewing.

Quite honestly I'm not sure what to think of it all. A "suspenseful, psychological thriller," it was not.

One of the two central characters, Caleb, has enough personal baggage to sink a ship although at least outwardly he seems to be coping with it all reasonably well at the start of the story. He meets Jeremy whose background has been less of a train wreck than Caleb's but he's not dealing especially well with the pressures that society and family put on gay men of his age. Through experience Jeremy has learned to use deception and denial in dealing with other people and with his perception of self. That this does not lead to a "they lived happily ever after ending" is not particularly surprising.

In the "storyline" description it states that Truth "exposes the hidden demons buried deep inside each and every one of us." Whoa. We may all have our secrets and have had experiences that affect the way we deal with others, but I doubt most of us are as burdened as Caleb nor do most of us resort to such manifest deception as does Jeremy.

The damage caused by a "Mommy dearest" and the need to remain "closeted" for survival are fairly common themes in gay drama, but this movie tries too desperately to pile it on and thrill us with the resultant mayhem.

It all just seemed a bit too much. From the start the relationship between Caleb and Jeremy seemed more weird than genuine and as it began to unravel the situations weren't particularly suspenseful or psychologically deep.

The actors, especially Sean Paul Lockhart, were good. The overall quality of the production was also quite good. The general result, however, seemed superficial, heavy-handed, inevitable & propelled by contrived events.

Having read others' reviews of this "suspenseful, psychological thriller", some important aspects of the psychology, essential to understanding Caleb's "breaking point", are the role of the absent, but powerful presence of a father, not just the rejecting mother; and secondly the very final somewhat disturbing scene, where, after the psychologist once again says, "now let's start at the beginning", we have a somewhat bruised Caleb watching Jeremy at play with his small son, suitably wearing the coloured bib, "Dad's Angel". This scene opens up another level of depth to the film.

This has got to be one of the worst movies I've decided to endure until the end.

I now know what happens when theater kids and friends get to make their own movie. I don't know what's worse: the acting or the script. No. I'm lying. The acting is slightly more atrocious.

If you need to be entertained by watching a trainwreck, this movie (and Andrew Christian ad) is for you.