Martin moves around Buenos Aires at night, picking up guys, going to clubs, scoring drugs and having sex. Sometimes he’s paying and sometimes his trans sex-worker friend or another woman takes him along for a threesome. A matter-of-fact journey through the sexual underworld of the city.
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Digital. There is a redundancy that is fatal to this movie: its desperate search for despair that generates a formal "everything goes" without nuances or breaths, results in an accumulation (of) effect(s) that annoys and it will not be the sex moments filmed directly that will make me to substantiate a positive appreciation- in this subject compare it with the 1st act of the recent "Theo et Hugo dans le Même Bateau".
Damos vueltas en la noche y somos consumidos por el fuego diría Debord. Viaje hacia el fin de la noche diría Cèline. Las giras nocturnas que Castro realiza y ejecuta en su película están en sintonía con las de aquellos escritores pero hay aquí algo que se ausenta de todas ellas: la presencia de un cuerpo que se entrega, uno que pesa y que jamás deja de buscar, perdido en la oscuridad, ese contacto vital con el otro.
Humanism has been recently replaced by buzz words, safe spaces and millennial 280 character wisdom. This film brings humanity back by showing a meandering and ultimately doomed quest for love.
Relentlessly tiring, visceral and voyeuristic it’ll linger in your mind. And that’s a very good thing.
Dear MUBI, at first I was not sure if this qualified as non exploitative given the fact the director gives blowjobs to the entire cast in the first 30 minutes // An existentialist queer porn that conveys the vulnerability, alienation and monstruos isolation in those endless nights we wander in the city attempting to fathom what are we really looking for when we are looking for "nothing".
A grim, unrelenting odyssey following a gay man through Buenos Aires on his quest for sex & escape through a forlorn world of trans sex workers, their clients, cocaine & alcohol. Everyone gets used in pursuit of the next high. The realism is brutal & the pacing excruciatingly slow: sex has never been less erotic; the shirt-shopping scene nearly killed me with boredom. A tough film to sit through but it stays with you
‘The Night’ is a kind of unsensational nightmare about the idiosyncrasies of others: the way they will refuse to go to work, anxiously; the distinctive way they mix enormous beers with tiny bumps of coke; the places where they want to piss to get excited. The one consistency here is semi-soft dick, always on the verge of something grand but ending up passed out, elsewhere.