Without the presence of a former "007," this gay-themed drama would likely be quickly forgotten and relegated to streaming services like Dekkoo within a couple of years. Daniel Craig portrays “Lee,” a wealthy man living in Mexico City, where he spends his time between tequila and heroin use while attempting to find young men for company. He’s generally successful in attracting attention, but then he notices an enigmatic young man who frequents their local bar to play chess with a red-haired woman. His usual tactics fail to elicit any interest from the young man, yet he persists until he befriends “Eugene” (Drew Starkey). Despite sharing drinks and conversations, "Lee" remains unsure if his new pursuit is even open to something more intense. The young man’s complete lack of commitment makes it difficult for him to discern anything concrete about him. A bit of Napoleon brandy offers some answers—though not entirely satisfying ones—for the older man who finds himself increasingly fixated on someone who seems indifferent to him. "Lee" isn't accustomed to this feeling, but he desperately wants something more substantial with this person; he can’t simply be another conquest. He then decides on a trip through South America and invites his companion along. The reason for the destination? He’s heard about a secret plant that both the KGB and CIA are supposedly using for its purported telepathic abilities. Perhaps finding it will allow him to access the thoughts of this attractive man? What they do find in the Ecuadorian jungle, however, is Lesley Manville, and at that point the film began to seriously disappoint me. The final screen displays "William S. Burroughs' Queer," as if director Luca Guadagnino were saying, “don’t blame me.” There are some sex scenes, but they’re fleeting and mostly appear in the trailers, so what remains is a story of an aging drunkard and a self-centered young man engaged in a rather depressing game of "cat and mouse" reminiscent of "house." To his credit, Craig delivers a strong performance, but to what purpose? His character lacks direction, and his dependencies feel neither appealing nor particularly believable as the narrative spirals into surreal territory. Starkey has very few lines of substance and relies primarily on his carefully groomed appearance to present an aesthetically pleasing persona that isn't intellectually stimulating—a quality consistent with the story’s overall lack of depth. The film is ultimately unfulfilling in nearly every way, feeling strangely empty. There's a distinct artificiality to it; as a depiction of flawed humanity, it simply doesn't resonate. It looks and sounds good, boasting a polished finish, but like meringue, there’s little substance beneath the surface.

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