This review of Luca Guadagnino’s Queer was originally published as part of our TIFF 2024 coverage.
In Luca Guadagnino’s latest masterpiece Queer, desire is addiction. This isn’t subtext. The first chapter shows a man consumed with lust, the second consumed with heroin, the third a combination as an ayahuasca trip allows for a taste of transcendence.
But a Guadagnino adaptation of a William S. Burroughs novel was always going to be more complex than this pat connection. The object of desire for protagonist William Lee (Daniel Craig) is as important as the desire itself. Eugene Allerton (Drew Starkey) is young and handsome. No one is clean cut in sweaty 1940s Mexico City but he comes close. He shows up at Lee’s local bar with his arm around a woman. He’s not brash like Lee or his best friend Joe (Jason Schwartzman) nor faggy like the gays Lee and Joe dismiss. He’s not cold either. He gives just enough to suggest interest. When he smiles at Lee, when he talks to Lee, when he — finally — lets Lee suck and fuck him, it’s fleeting. He will always pull away, not just from Lee, but from the queer life Lee leads.
Allerton is an idealized figure for Lee. (With their glasses and similar hair coloring, Allerton could even appear to be an idealized figure of Lee.) His disconnect from his queerness is a pull for Lee. The same way Lee wants to distance himself from the more feminine gays, he wants to run toward Allerton. It’s not just an addiction to desire, it’s an addiction to self-loathing.
That’s not to say the film lacks in desire itself. The same way drugs can kill you while providing genuine pleasure, sex can be motivated by both self-loathing and love. Lee’s longing is shown through a dreamy double exposure — Lee touching, kissing, caressing even when in reality he and Allerton are still inches apart.
When they do fuck, Guadagnino makes up for any critiques of Call Me By Your Name. Lee’s need is pulled out of metaphor. The film has the kind of carnal gay sex we rarely see on-screen — at least not in English language films of this budget. These moments are the closest Lee comes to having any grasp on Allerton and Guadagnino lets us sit in the raw and romantic. The taste of sweat and cum is palpable — the beauty is too.
The entire film has a soft, ethereal feel from the sex to the drugs to the late night wanderings. Cinematographer Sayombhu Mukdeeprom’s talents were on full display in his previous collaborations with Guadagnino, but this film makes it clear why the director was drawn to Apichatpong Weerasethakul’s long-time collaborator. There’s clear influence in the images and in how the film utilizes magical realism. Despite the source material, Queer would pair better with Tropical Malady than other Boroughs adaptation Naked Lunch.
Daniel Craig embodies Lee’s desire with an idiosyncratic charm. He may yearn for Allerton’s neutral normalcy, but, as portrayed by Craig, he’s undeniably queer. This isn’t shown with the obvious cues often inhabited when famous actors play gay. Instead, Craig finds the layers in Lee’s queer presentation — how he plays it up and how he tries to quiet it down.
Lee is chasing Allerton, but he’s really chasing a sense of self. This isn’t just a film about queer characters with a queer form — it’s also a film with very specifically queer motivations and conflicts. This is a film for anyone who has every desired assimilation, who has ever looked for self-love in self-hate, who has ever sought control with a desperate fuck.
Queer is now playing in theatres.
I was waiting for your review of this, now I am even more excited than I was before to see it when it comes out!
I too was awaiting your review of Queer, and am more excited now than ever to see it (Guadagnino’s past work, especially Bones & All + a Burroughs-inspired fever dream is right up my alley), and I’m particularly interested in the handling of physical desire. I totally get your stance on Call Me By Your Name, although I disagree – the strangeness of how desire is expressed in tactile, physical ways in that movie (even more so than in Aciman’s book on which it’s based) is part of what made it so powerfully evocative for me… That the desire between those two characters was about so much more than (only) sex/physical consummation and by not foregrounding that in 2017 it allowed the other expressions of desire and connection to be their own centers of gravity (rather than having the reception of the film obsess on Chalamet/Hammer having a more explicit sex scene). Burroughs wrote in his cut-up novel The Ticket that Exploded about two people’s internal monologues being tape recorded and the circuits crossed, messing up the subjective positionality/identity of each individual, creating a chaotic feedback loop between the two…. Given that Guadagnino often seems most interested in the ways that the beloved/the other can offer us a lens through which to see ourselves and ourselves in the world, I love seeing these threads pulled taut in different ways across his films (thinking of CMBYN/Bones & All/now Queer in particular; I didn’t love Challengers as you did, Drew).
I really want to rewatch Call Me By Your Name in the context of how much I’ve loved Guadagnino’s previous three films. I think it might work a lot better for me now!
I’ve heard the young fella isnt g a good actor hope that’s not true you need Craig to have a good partner but eeew don’t want taste of cum to b palpable gross
another banger review from drew
I read a bunch of positive reviews and then went to see this and it was the first time I ever left a theater out of boredom. I made it about 90 minutes in* but someone else in my row took off after like half an hour (which honestly was a better choice; It Doesn’t Get Better). I’ve seen some movies in the past few years that I felt ‘meh’ about but I was surprised to find that I actively hated this one. Gay sex, great, we love to see it, some moments of identification, but mostly an egregiously long film about people we are given no reason to care about and an obscene objectification of Mexico and South America as existing as a playground for white Americans. Also, Nirvana, really? Trent Reznor, you’re grounded. Restore unto me my money and my time.
*This means I missed some heavy-handed CGI drug hallucination imagery; I accept this
I saw this at the London BFI and was bored to tears. I only stayed out of respect for the fact that I was at the premiere and didn’t want to disturb the audience but I did not understand the purpose of this film at all or what message it was trying to convey. The tone of the film was also all over the place with very peculiar scenes that made no sense. Perhaps I went in with too high expectations, especially considering that Daniel Craig was at the helm.
The whole of my adult life I’ve had a very uneasy relationship with the Beats considering their paedophilia (particularly Burroughs and Ginsberg, as the queer ones I initially gravitated towards). I just wish I could enjoy their work and the adaptations of their work without the discomfort triggered in the back of my mind.
Guadagnino is probably my favourite director of the last 10 years (Yorgos Lanthimos a very close second and I’d probably go as far as to say there’s a kinship in their directing/projects), I wish we could have a Todd Haynes-esque wlw/sapphic epic from him, I’d love to see his interpretation.
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