For inspiration, a writer moonlights as an escort in this drama from Mikko Makela.
While sex drives “Sebastian,” the movie is stuck in foreplay mode. It follows Max (Ruaridh Mollica), a freelance writer, on a journey toward empowerment. Sex is the impetus for the book Max believes, at just 25, he’s getting too old to write. And so, for literary inspiration, he has more sex himself. Older men enjoy his company. And what’s a coming-of-age tale without an orgy?
Then he ponders a question: Should this be a novel or a memoir? This central dilemma, probed by the writer-director Mikko Makela, comes down to authenticity, as Max grapples with his relationship to his sexuality while navigating a double life as an escort (who goes by Sebastian) in London. Mollica effectively captures Max’s wariness, as if he bears the weight of generations of sexual shame. As a sketch of a person, you may understand him if you’ve been him.
But Makela places significant reliance on his audience to grasp the character’s background, including a long history of stigma about gay sexuality and prostitution. It’s admirable how “Sebastian” combats the lack of genuinely erotic depictions of queer sex throughout cinema history by ramping up its sex quotient, but the film chases its own tail, resulting in a foreseeable transformation that has the emotional resonance of an after-school special. Only when Max finds companionship with a retired professor, Nicholas (Jonathan Hyde, whose dignified role brings depth to a film lacking it), does the young writer come into clearer focus. Mostly, though, “Sebastian” is like seeing what Max sees on the gay hookup app he uses: a faceless picture.
Sebastian
Not rated. Running time: 1 hour 50 minutes. In theaters.
Source: Movies - nytimes.com
