Synopsis
Woe to him who seeks to please rather than appall
A grief-stricken screenwriter unknowingly enters a three-way relationship with a woman and her film executive husband - to chilling results.
A grief-stricken screenwriter unknowingly enters a three-way relationship with a woman and her film executive husband - to chilling results.
Mariusz Glabinski Martin Czembor Ryan Collison Ira Spiegel Marlena Grzaslewicz Nancy Cabrera Gaetano Musso
Dödlig intrig, הגלי המת, Kuoleva gallialainen, Triângulo Obsceno, Ölen Galyalı, 다잉 골, Umierający Galijczyk, 垂死的高卢人
There are people in my life who’ve still not watched The Dying Gaul, and those people are in jeopardy of not being in my life any longer.
So this movie was super weird. I kinda liked the idea behind it, and it still at least gave a sorta interesting backdrop to the movie, but instead of being about a gay screenwriter needing to change his film about AIDS to something about straight people, the movie just sorta focuses on the producer's wife digging deep into his past and his dead husband to then claim to be the ghost of his dead husband talking to him through a chat room?? The film just didn't really have much queer going for it, outside of the screenwriter having a couple of sex scenes with the producer. But outside of the beginning a large majority of the movie was just about…
I love how everything comes together in this film, but I do kind of wish there were some mystery left in it before the finale. All cards are on the table far too early, but the tension is still there.
Also curious how the stage version plays out.
I’m so frustrated cause this movie was actually quite good but in an extremely unconventional and unsettling way. Like the story started off vibrant and promising and then detoured into something so inexplicable I can’t even put it into words. I can only explain that viewing this movie felt like a liminal experience where I felt time and space didn’t exist. Definitely the weirdest movie experience I’ve ever had.
No cyberghosts here, just another installment of Gargus and Adept's Queer Cinema Challenge 2018! This week, we're looking at a film put out by Strand Releasing!
The statue christened The Dying Gaul is a rather interesting piece of art. A Roman marble reproduction of a lost Greek bronze, it depicts a choppy-haired man splayed out across the battlefield, shield, sword, and horn scattered about his prone form, one arm propping himself up as he slowly dies from a small wound in his side. I'm not one for analyzing statues (or much media outside film and literature, honestly), but staring into the frozen face of a dying man, in full nudity and with a mild look of defiance on his face,…
Still one of my favorite movies. Still prefer the original ending where our main character, having caused as much chaos as possible, simply says: “done.”
here's the thing about grief—you start clinging on to whatever else you've still got left, so you can assure yourself that nothing's ever really changed and everything's going to be okay. but if that's your way of keeping the peace, then sooner or later you're screwed because things *do* change and everything's decidedly NOT going to be okay. i have huge amount of admiration for works of art that explore this sad irrefutable fact, including this little movie right here.
supposedly this is peter sarsgaard's favorite performance ever of himself. i concur because this is the most human i've ever seen him. i can see patricia clarkson's heart breaking more and more in every single scene and it's genuinely painful. campbell scott is classic campbell scott, devilishly charming and cares for no one but himself.
(sidenote: what the heck is up with that photoshop 2.0 poster?)