XX/XY

XX/XY feels undone.

Take the male adolescent fantasy of bedding two females and hopefully watching them bed each other, throw in some complications, and see where it takes us, is essentially the crux of this movie.

Unfortunately, despite the excellent camera work and sharp performances by the cast, something is missing in this screenplay in order for us to empathize with these characters. It's as if the writer wanted to give everybody equal screen time, but forgot to flesh out the true love interest--Sam, played nicely by Maya Stange. If Maya were further fleshed out as a character, the audience might actually feel satisfied by the end of this so so movie.

Too bad. There is a diamond in the rough here...but it is buried in shallowness.

Speaking of shallowness, considering the constant state of free love depicted in the movie, nobody seems concerned with STDs or AIDS. What's up with that?

I saw this movie at the GenArt Film Festival 8 April 2003. As I watched the movie I kept wanting to like it. For one thing it is indeed an extremely realistic portrayal of a certain class of people. And it was introduced by the GenArt film programmer as being "young and hip -- very representative of our audience". And yet...for two hours we are treated to a portrait of a bunch of shallow, miserable, unhappy, selfish, clueless people with apparently no work responsibilities and no families and no relationships outside of their whining, mewling, sullen, mopey complaints about each other interspersed with bouts of apparently pleasureless intercourse. 45 minutes of the college version of this followed by 45 minutes of the soulless successful yuppie version of this. They cried, they screwed, they lied. They hardly ever laughed and it was a real strain near the end to watch them trying their damndest to have fun with a little karaoke. In the end, while I appreciated the skillful realism of the portrait, I couldn't get over the fact that I just wouldn't care about these people in real life. I made this comment in the Q&A afterwards and the director was intolerant. A few people afterwards came up and agreed with me. Also most of the reviewers on Rotten Tomatoes had the same impression. Still, it is valuable as a detailed anatomy of the insipid.

I'm not sure why, but while I was at Hollywood Video, I ran across XX/XY and decided to give it a shot. What did I have to loose? It was free! :D I'm in a special club. Anywho, XX/XY takes on at first this gritty type of independent film with a couple of actors I knew. Mark Ruffalo who I just recently saw in In the Cut and Kathleen Robertson who I have seen in Scary Movie 2.

The film is about Mark who plays Coles, a wanna be director who meets Sam, a simple girl who lives with her roommate, Thea, played by Robertson. Coles, Sam, and sometimes Thea hook up, but it is Sam and Coles that truly fall for each other. But when Coles goes too far with Thea, Sam breaks it off with him. They meet again ten years later coincidentally and despite Coles being in a serious relationship, questions if he still has feelings for Sam.

It's an interesting movie, but I did like it's true honest drama and human emotions. Although I felt like I could easily see these situations on a talk show, it still wasn't a bad movie to watch.

6/10

As I was watching this film, I was wondering if there would be a fundamental difference in the way it was viewed by men and women. It seemed very true to life. I would be surprised if the author did not experience some of the film's events firsthand--or at least observe them.

The feel of reality is one of the best things about the film. It helps that the three main characters are played by actors who really inhabit the characters. Just as in life, we see awkward moments and situations where confusion exists.

The film's title could have been Woman/Man. The title XX/XY brings things down to the chromosomal level, suggesting the film is about the basic nature of men and women. Are the differences in the behaviors displayed by the two genders genetically encoded?

Coles (Mark Ruffalo), the man in the triad, says there is "no room for honesty in a healthy relationship." This shows his confusion over what a healthy relationship is. It also might suggest that honesty does not mean the same thing to everyone. Finally, it is an honest appraisal of a truth in many relationships. Not everyone wants the complete truth. And when you love someone, how much are you willing to hurt him if the truth might lead to his pain?

The main question I have about this film is whether or not realness is the only attribute a good film needs? I cannot say any of the characters inspired me.

In the end, we are left with Coles continuing to be ambivalent. Did he change throughout the film? Did anyone? The lesson is, I guess, that it is difficult to deal with your true nature and the true nature of others. Decisions are sometimes made not because they lead to the best of all possible worlds, but because the results of our actions (determined by our natures) lead us to them.

Kathleen Robertson, who plays Thea, is striking. Maya Strange, who plays Sam, reminds me of a cross between Clare Danes and Michelle Pfeiffer. The rest of the cast also do an excellent job.

"XX/XY" is a relationship flick about an FFM trio of young adults who become close, drift apart, and then rediscover each other years later only to find their reunion raises issues about mate selection. The film is a naive drone of chick flick yammering which fleshes out the core characters superficially leaving the audience to marginally engaged voyeurism. It does, however, paint a somewhat realistic picture of the trade-offs life requires as opposed to wandering into romantic fantasyland. An okay drama-lite for the less than middle-age crowd. (C+)