I'm sorry, but I just hated it. A bunch of pretty faces and nice bodies and a few moments of beautiful visuals are not enough to build a feature film upon. My simple standard is, that a good movie (even an art-house movie) should at least be involving and have a more or less coherent story to tell. If not, you might as well look out of the window for 80 minutes.
Here we have (or seem to have) some sort of premise (a movie-director who is trying to make a film), but the rest of the movie hangs around this premise like a loose and ragged coat, flapping to all sides on the winds of a totally incomprehensible story. We see an extremely unsympathetic young man with a constant grim and angry expression (the director) seduce a young and beautiful dancer, but afterwards he ignores him and turns to another young dancer. In the middle of the movie there's an overlong part where we see two men and a woman (not having anything to do with the aforementioned men) have sex with each other. Is it part of the movie that the director makes? A fantasy?? Now I do not object to graphic sex in a movie but it should at least serve some purpose and be staged somewhat attractively. Here it's neither, the wriggling and panting woman is anything but sexy and the very graphic details of this sexual threesome only seem to be intended to shock us viewers.
In the last part of the movie the grim director has sex with the new young dancer, pushes him away and accepts him once more, all for unfathomable reasons, at least as far as I am concerned. Oh, and occasionally they sing together. That's it: no conclusion, no moral, no nothing.
What stays behind is a feeling of emptiness and depression. If that was the goal of it all, the makers succeeded. It's a pity, because there are also enjoyable parts, like some beautifully choreographed dance-scenes, but these cannot compensate for the hollow pretentiousness of this movie. Maybe I'm not arty enough, maybe I missed tons of metaphors, but to me it was just boring and a waste of some pretty young guys.
Here we have (or seem to have) some sort of premise (a movie-director who is trying to make a film), but the rest of the movie hangs around this premise like a loose and ragged coat, flapping to all sides on the winds of a totally incomprehensible story. We see an extremely unsympathetic young man with a constant grim and angry expression (the director) seduce a young and beautiful dancer, but afterwards he ignores him and turns to another young dancer. In the middle of the movie there's an overlong part where we see two men and a woman (not having anything to do with the aforementioned men) have sex with each other. Is it part of the movie that the director makes? A fantasy?? Now I do not object to graphic sex in a movie but it should at least serve some purpose and be staged somewhat attractively. Here it's neither, the wriggling and panting woman is anything but sexy and the very graphic details of this sexual threesome only seem to be intended to shock us viewers.
In the last part of the movie the grim director has sex with the new young dancer, pushes him away and accepts him once more, all for unfathomable reasons, at least as far as I am concerned. Oh, and occasionally they sing together. That's it: no conclusion, no moral, no nothing.
What stays behind is a feeling of emptiness and depression. If that was the goal of it all, the makers succeeded. It's a pity, because there are also enjoyable parts, like some beautifully choreographed dance-scenes, but these cannot compensate for the hollow pretentiousness of this movie. Maybe I'm not arty enough, maybe I missed tons of metaphors, but to me it was just boring and a waste of some pretty young guys.