Miraculously produced on a $ 7,000 budget, helmer P.J. Castellaneta pulls off a small wonder, producing a viable static pic that has captured both critical and public attention. Filmhas won prizes at film fests in the U.S., Canada and Germany.
Like “My Dinner With Andre,” prolix gay-themed pic is roughly a 12-hour filmed conversation. Despite a few exteriors, seen intermittently during opening credits, entire pic takes place on one set (a loft apartment) and in real time.
Set in the age of AIDS, “Together Alone” delves into conversations that pass through everyone’s minds. Although the film’s two characters have been educated in safe sex practices, this wisdom had been thrown out the window at the moment of passion.
Action picks up with blond Brian (Terry Curry) waking up and realizing that his bed-partner, whom he picked up earlier at a gay bar, had given him a false name. Rather than Bill, his partner (Todd Stites) turns out to be another Bryan, but with a “y.” Perhaps this inherent “why?” is the core of the film.
Brian is an open, if not practicing, gay man, while Bryan is a married bisexual who needs the security and respectability of married life while venturing out for the occasional tryst. The whiny Brian has to deal with their engaging in unsafe sex, and the weight of the possible consequences provokes a conversation with the usual issues of commitment and the nature of relationships.
Castellaneta’s schematic script doesn’t take sides, and the low-key acting makes both men believable, albeit predictable. True kudos should go to David Dechant’s imaginative and rich black-and-white camerawork.