Eventually he starts half-heartedly dating a girl named Simone (a terrifically sharp Madeline Weinstein), who warily warms to the sweet, sensitive side that Frankie occasionally allows to peek out.
(One sweetly anachronistic touch: When Simone agrees to go out with him, she writes her phone number on his hand.) But it’s clear from their hesitant first night together — and from Frankie’s ongoing chat-room sessions — that her sexual interest in their relationship far outpaces his own.“I don’t really know what I like,” Frankie tells an online admirer, though his first few hook-ups give the lie to that statement, as does the blissful sense of erotic release that emanates from each encounter.
He’s 19 and out of school, with no job prospects or dreams to speak of.
Hounded out of bars and other public spaces, tutted at in doorways and shelters, smokers are now to be found cowering down cold and smelly alleyways.
Schwarze Fliege und ein schwarzer Kummerbund gehören dazu und schwarze Oxford aus Lackleder.
Am Satin-Revers erkennt man den Unterschied zum Anzug.
The film is so skilled at telling its story through visual detail and atmosphere that you can sense the gears shifting in the second half, when Frankie tries to open up to his friends — a tentative attempt to reconcile the two sides of his double life that spirals recklessly out of control.
It’s a shocking yet curiously inevitable turn of events, and Hittman neither soft-pedals nor exaggerates the consequences.