***Please read carefully, this is not a rant (because someone reported abuse)!***
It is really amazing how things sometimes cross your path (rather than the other way 'round)! I was shocked to discover how this film really resembled my life, its simple truths! A friend of mine suggested I see this film on the grounds that my Phd in architecture concerned LeCorbusier's influence on Gio Ponti. "Why," I said in amazement, "how can it be that a gay themed movie has anything to do with THEM?" "Well, watch the film," he said, "and you will find out," he added with a sly smile. I got so anxious to see the film, as you can guess, and was totally engrossed by the thought.
I soon found out that the lead, Rusty, was an architect, like me, and at some point early in the film was assigned a Gio Ponti house renovation - I was thrilled! Well, they didn't get to move on with the script toward that direction (we never get to see the house, unfortunately), but I did not care, I did not have the time to realize it because I was so totally taken by the fact that the crystal meth addicted hustler Rusty passionately falls in love with and has a meaningful relationship for two days (or, is it one? the film got me confused here because, you know, we see Rusty's boyfriend going on a business trip first thing in the film, leaving him his birthday present, and then at the end, after all that has happened it is still his birthday - can it be that it is next year? but then his boyfriend was on a business trip for that long? or, more obvious, he gets to open his present one year after, since it is the same box? this is heady) and as I was saying was so taken by the fact that the really caring hustler's name was Danny, that I didn't notice Gio Ponti was nowhere to be seen.
Because Danny is the name of my ex. He was a hustler, too. (So now you know why my friend had put on that sly smile of his!) We were so in love, but his addiction destroyed everything we had.
Watching this film was a really painful experience; it brought everything back.
He was telling me too these hot, convincing things like "I really care for you, I don't wanna lose you,gimme 200 bucks, so f*** me hard all night, oh, please don't leave me!!gimme the money I tell you!!! yeah, harder," so, when someone declares his love that passionately and repeatedly, it is hard not to leave everything behind and go to the wonderful things he promises you, since you are a rich, handsome, successful architect (but you really love small budget things, this is why you live in a cheap motel).
And those trips he had, oh...One was a regular; he had this thing with the wolf and the three piggies, so when he got really high, he started mumbling "I'll huff and I'll buff and I'll blow you!" - really weird stuff! Like when Danny starts shooting himself - with Polaroid shots, that is - and the scene is filled with creepy sophomore narcissism.
So then I told him "This doesn't work out; I'm gonna work out." When I got back from the gym he was still there. We had a little conversation. Not long after that he relapsed, so I told him "This doesn't work out; I'm gonna work out." I can't tell you how many times I said this thing allover again, having fallen for his great heart, but I can surely tell you after working out that much, I got the terrific body I now have! And all in the course of a few days, just the way it happened in the film!
Isn't life amazing sometimes?
