This one falls into that darker corner of gay cinema. There was real potential buried in here, but the execution feels so flat that at points it plays out more like a filmed stage play than an actual movie. It's a dark psychological drama built around a street hustler confessing to a brutal, confusing murder of his own lover. Black and white flashback sequences do a solid job laying out the details of what happened, but the real focus stays on the dialogue and the writing itself. Right at the start, a young hustler has already killed his male lover Claude. Three days go by before he calls the police to turn himself in for the murder. But instead of just reporting it somewhere ordinary, he actually summons the police and the local press directly into a judge's private chambers. Yves has keys to the place, which tracks given what he does for a living, but having the press waiting right outside makes the whole scene look like some elaborate blackmail scheme against the judge. The ...
The first thing that strikes you when you watch this film is the reality with which the actors have acted and the direction has been done in the inner streets of Manila. The other main important thing that I thought was the acceptance of Maxi being gay by pretty much everyone around him. No one bullies him or other kids who are so obviously gay that they are more of a girl than a girl. Maxi is a young 12 year old effeminate boy living in Manila slums with his father and 2 elder brothers Bogs and Boy who are all pety thieves and make a living out of this. After the death of his mother due to an unknown illness Maxi has taken over her role in taking care of his family from cooking food to cleaning. Entire family totally adores him and protects him as well. Life is good like that until a cop Victor enters the picture. A no nonsense cop, he wants to wipe crime. Maxi for some reason gets a huge crush on this cop. Victor who is a quiet shy and introvert man also likes the boy and becomes his...