It's a cruising beach for gays somewhere in France. Men arrive early and simply sit on a towel and wait for a suitable boy to have flash sex with. Otherwise, they just sit there. No music. Nothing to read. Desultory conversations. The most boring bunch of shallow losers you ever saw. The film itself has no music or other diversions. It all takes place on the same beach. The end titles go by in dead silence.
SPOILER ALERT!!! Franck, justly described as "stupid" by Michel, sees Michel drown his current lover in the lake and does nothing. No one does anything, in fact. The lover's towel sits on the beach for days, and no one seems to care. Franck takes Michel as a lover and covers for him when an investigator arrives. The ending is ambiguous and totally predictable.
Hard to tell if this is an indictment of gay culture, or a misguided slice of cruising life. All the men are depicted as having virtually nothing to say, and are as shallow as a teacup. Or, they are deeply self-destructive. Or homicidal. Can't imagine why this film is being championed by the gay community. The characters are portrayed in a very bad light.
SPOILER ALERT!!! Franck, justly described as "stupid" by Michel, sees Michel drown his current lover in the lake and does nothing. No one does anything, in fact. The lover's towel sits on the beach for days, and no one seems to care. Franck takes Michel as a lover and covers for him when an investigator arrives. The ending is ambiguous and totally predictable.
Hard to tell if this is an indictment of gay culture, or a misguided slice of cruising life. All the men are depicted as having virtually nothing to say, and are as shallow as a teacup. Or, they are deeply self-destructive. Or homicidal. Can't imagine why this film is being championed by the gay community. The characters are portrayed in a very bad light.