Everything Is Free

The voice over intro sets the stage: Christian's brother Cole is coming to Columbia, too, because "he's just had a manic episode from a bad break up." Manic is the upside of bi-polar. Depressiveness is the downside. Bi-polar is a serious mental illness.

Ivan is admittedly self-loathing, having affair after affair with unavailable straight men.

The surrounding characters are full of joy, esp the gender fluid one. But we don't get very far into their psyches.

It's a bad mix from the start, but the sexual tension is well portrayed and we can't help but watch the proverbial train wreck.

The ending left me feeling as though they deserve each other. Pathetic tropes both in desperate need of therapy and a supportive community.

It is a film with very simple purpose - to remind a sort of sufferance to familiar for not ignore it in happy times - the sufferance from love. . And ideed, this is the main virtue of a mix of friendship, love, sex , presumed affair and a confrontation with touch of sentimental blackmail.

I saw it as decent, in few moments exagerated, looking for create complicated connections between characters and a sort of visual trap for large audience. A painter. The visit of his best friend with his younger brother. The intense feelings of artist for young guest. The discover of relation by sibling and violent reaction - protection, jealousy , fury in pure state...

The only sin is the desire to show what can real be presented. And the conversations between friends , boring in some measure, like many talks between young people. But the try is far to be bad and the only reproche can be about the not so credible final.

But, sure, as many other films from same area, Everything is Free reflects the homosexual sensitivity first and offers a story with precise, in some measure exclusivistic, audience. Nothing wrong in essence .

This movie had so much potentia, but unfortunately it is one the most discombobulated pieces of art since......since the last Jackson Pollock...worth a watch but it ain't no masterpiece. 😏

This is a beautifully shot eyeful with a good score, decent acting, and good production values. It concerns a gay American artist living in Colombia, who has no self-esteem, spending the film chasing after, falling in love with, and being emotionally *and physically* abused by, straight guys. Yes, there are self-loathing, dysfunctional gay men like this, just as there are straight analogues. I don't know whether this is supposed to be humorous (it doesn't seem to be) but given that cinema tends to make audiences read minority characters as archetypes or stereotypes, this is a film straight people shouldn't see, especially those who don't know many real gay men--who are absolutely *not* like this. I was very uncomfortable throughout this film. The complexity of the relationships is also never explained: best friends--one straight, the other other gay, and the straight friend's ostensibly straight brother for whom the gay friend falls in love at his dire peril, causing a whirlwind of havoc, with no background information. The version issued in 2019 and reviewed by everyone here is highly re-edited--for the better, I might add, running 87 minutes. The 92-minute run time listed on IMDb (actually 91 1/2 minutes) refers to the initial 2017 release.

...comes another horrible, self-indulgent piece you'll most likely never see. The writer/director/lead uses the same exact formula (sexual ambiguity), character and actors as he always does in this latest installment showcasing his "talent". The premise actually COULD have been interesting (gay guy with straight best friend comes on vacation with his brother who spontaneously turns gay). But the dialogue and script is so weak, that no one for a second understands WHY 1. a heterosexual guy has such a strong relationship with a gay friend 2. he is rabidly/violently opposed to his brother starting a relationship with said friend 3. why a heterosexual friend would suddenly command his gay friend to perform oral sex on him. And the list just goes on and on. This really comes off more of a thin gay man's fantasy than anything remotely insightful. And as usual, most (more than half) of the film is just the lead mugging, dancing, exercising, thinking etc in front of the camera...because...well...because. Yes, we have the next generation's Bruce La Bruce right here., and you'll definitely want to miss it.