This film is ostensibly intended to be a drama but it has so many elements of cheesy comedy it's difficult to tell what vibe the filmmaker is going for. Sadly, it fails either way. The "dramatic" scenes (people yelling at each other) play like a telenovela, and the ridiculously improbable ending could've been lifted from an Eating Out sequel. Everything is overplayed, for no worthwhile reason.
The lead character Josh (Andres Roma) is the archetypal nerdy, pasty-white, camera-toting gringo tourist. He speaks excellent Spanish, but with a blatant gringo accent that doesn't fit a guy at his fluency level who's had a Mexican girlfriend for 10+ (?) years; he can't even say the name of his new friend Leo in a non-Anglo way. When he speaks English, Roma pulls off a passable whitebread American accent but can't sustain it; he often lapses into a Latino rhythm of speech. At first this made me cringe as I thought Josh was mocking the locals, but his very Mexican pronunciation of certain words like "stubborn" (stah-born) reveals it as simply a case of bad acting.
Josh's awkward cluelessness is cartoonish and relentless. The utter lack of sexual chemistry with his new friend make Leo's persistent and obvious pursuit of him seem predatorial. There's nothing here that resembles a romance, although that seems to have been the filmmaker's vision. All in all, the film plays like writer/director Juan Frausto pulled two characters out of the 2014 HBO series Looking - the uptight ginger nerd and the scruffy Latino musician - and stuck them into a very improbable, overly burlesqued, and ultimately unsatisfying story line.
