So I re-watched Weekend. I missed a lot of dialogue the first time through (Brits speaking softly and a bit unclear at times) and fell asleep as well. (No reflection whatsoever on the film. I was tired)
Wow, I'm so glad I turned up the volume and stayed awake. Weekend is masterful. I'm not sure I've seen such a genuinely intimate piece, so much so that I was a bit uncomfortable at times, as if I had not earned the right to get this close to the lives of the main characters Russell (Tom Cullen) and Glen (Chris New).
Here is the IMDB tagline:
After a drunken house party with his straight mates, Russell heads out to a gay club. Just before closing time he picks up Glen but what's expected to be just a one-night stand becomes something else, something special.
And it's a good thing that my first encounter with the film was just this bit. Weekend is so much more. I think what mostly makes it compelling and terrific is that it moves the audience right inside the relationship that unfolds between Russell and Glen. You're there as they navigate from a one-night stand to something else; you're in the room with them and you remember the complexities of falling for someone, no matter if you're straight or gay.
Cullen is brilliant as Russell, a man struggling to come out...even to himself, at times. He should get an Oscar nomination for best actor, but I won't hold my breath on that one. New makes Glen wily and illusive, a bit of a jerk at times, though you want to forgive him...you want to tell him things will be okay.
The film is certainly for adults not just because of sexual content but also because it immediately transports you to a time when you met someone for whom you really, deeply felt something; in other words Weekend takes you somewhere you may've forgotten about.
And kudos to Weekend writer and director and editor Andrew Haigh who most certainly should get some sort of Oscar nod.
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