Johnny's drunken beer and coke infused cryfest grieving session, right before the last assassin knocks on the door, is to "You weren't in love with me" by Billy Field, blasting in his apartment.
More particularly: "I was in love with you but you weren't in love with me . . ." which goes on to say "I'll have to keep it inside I don't know why."
Well. We do know why, don't we. Are there ANY women in this, other than the ghost of dead Justine? There are not. So. Who exactly is it Johnny can't talk about? Think about it.
Johnny has been stalking Ryan. Johnny has been craving Ryan. This not an Action film. Not Crime really. Not a Drama . . . Well sort of is a Drama, but mainly this a a Gay, Unrequited Love Romance.
I find it interesting that absolutely no one is addressing this.
Excellent work overall. Unfortunately a little slow out of the gate. But both leads are tremendous talents and the film is worthy, moving and tragic.
More particularly: "I was in love with you but you weren't in love with me . . ." which goes on to say "I'll have to keep it inside I don't know why."
Well. We do know why, don't we. Are there ANY women in this, other than the ghost of dead Justine? There are not. So. Who exactly is it Johnny can't talk about? Think about it.
Johnny has been stalking Ryan. Johnny has been craving Ryan. This not an Action film. Not Crime really. Not a Drama . . . Well sort of is a Drama, but mainly this a a Gay, Unrequited Love Romance.
I find it interesting that absolutely no one is addressing this.
Excellent work overall. Unfortunately a little slow out of the gate. But both leads are tremendous talents and the film is worthy, moving and tragic.