Marcus | Date: Tuesday, 2018-07-24, 2:52 PM | Message # 1 |
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|  Faceless Things is a film composed of three shots. The first lasts 44 minutes and is a reenactment of a real encounter the director had with an older man when he was a teenager. It's undeniably unsettling—something that's successfully captured via the voyeuristic, lo-fi hidden camera look that Kim Kyung-mook is going for as well as the ambient hum that persists throughout. The second shot lasts approximately 20 minutes and is actual footage of the director himself defecating on a man. Afterwords, the man proceeds to smother the feces over his body and jacks off. In the middle of this scene, an animated overlay appears and recounts a story the boy from the first scene was explaining to the man. The third shot lasts only a handful of seconds and finds the director back in the initial scene with a camera.
Faceless Things is a very personal film, obviously, and there seems to be this deep sense of confusion and self-hatred that defines it. Two specific things make this clear: 1) the aforementioned story, which is about a man who finds out he's HIV+ and 2) a conversation in the first scene that finds the man referring to homosexuality as abnormal. It's a shocking and gross film, yes, but there's a deep-seated sadness too and it's been lingering with me ever since the film ended. This is a film about the haziness of identity as a gay adolescent, especially in Korea during the 2000s. What's reality and what's fiction? Is the face I show in public real? Or is this 'faceless,' 'depraved' self I show in private all that gets to define me, all that should define me? ...is it all that actually does define me?With English Subtitles Here OR Here
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