Understated portrait of a young Coney Island bro struggling with his sexual identity.
Pretty boy Frankie (East Londoner Harris Dickinson), buff in wife-beater, hi-tops and big shorts, aimlessly cruises the beach one summer, potato-headed pals in tow. He pilfers his dying dad's drugs. He blows smoke rings in a vape bar. He meets a girl, Simone. But late at night in the basement of his home he poses for shirtless selfies and cruises on line for gay hook-ups. 'I don't know what I want,' he says, but knows his life cannot longer be what it was.
Restrained and insightful 'Beach Rats' captures well the violent confusions of adolescence. Characters are plausible and and Harris Dickinson excellent as Frankie.
Not wanting to post a ' spoiler' - I am reviewing this title from the perspective of the major part of the movie.
The film is excellent- it is exciting- with a good narrative and first rate acting and direction. I was never bored - and eager to see where the next scene was coming from and what was going to happen. It was utterly realistic and totally believable. I was very sorry when the movie came to an end- and that's the nub of my title!
I won't say more for fear of spoiling it for other renters - but for a very entertaining and enthralling evening of 99% movie enjoyment- this is the one to view! (Shame about the 1%)
A complete waste of a rental, with a film so boring that I almost fell asleep. The acting minimal as was the storyline, with an ending that left an awful lot to be desired.