It doesn’t even show food, the mainstay of cruises. Though some of the interviewees are in couples, the movie is almost entirely about the quest for play and new dick. The Palestinian-Belgian Ramzi is caring for a lover with cancer and thinking about the plight of gay men back home. Philippe, who is 50 something, has to dance in his wheelchair (though he can go into one of the swimming pools and scale a wall propelled by his arms). South Asian Dipanker (who works in Dubai) is a bit pudgy (and short) and not very confident. Those who get some focus are not perfectly sculpted and not unabashedly given over to hedonism. I noticed that like my (clone) era, unlike the long-running “boi” look here, most of them had beards, which made their drag “gender-fuck.” I can remember being a disco bunny and the ecstasy of the dance floor, but even in my late 20s would have been bored by a whole week of it with scantily dressed men. Only later did I learn that the large cruise ship went from Lisbon to Grand Canary in each September. I didn’t like much except shots of the deep blue of the sea about Dream Boat (2017, “written” and directed by Tristan Ferland Milewski). Premiered November 19, 2015, at the Tallinn Black Nights Film Festival, Estonia
Premiered February 11, 2017, at the Berlin International film Festival
