The film was wonderfully composed, the acting, writing, most everything... but the ending really dropped the ball, in my opinion. Both in the result and in how it played-out. A sudden 40-year jump fast-forwards to the Zac and his father, disregarding all of the other characters and relationships thus far developed. Playing right into the classic psychological assertion that men identifying as gay have father-issues, no? Making a hero out of Zac and his choice, in this film, is despicable to me... both in the path he takes to the conclusion and in who and what he rejects. These things should be an indication that the story is more of a tragedy than a victory. Zac rejects his possible gift of healing, he brutally rejects his long-time friend and girlfriend (Michelle), engages in a selfish suicide attempt by walking into the desert, and takes home a random man to have a sexual encounter with. None of these actions deserve any heroic regard. And the filmmaker really failed, in my mind, by completely ignoring what happens to Michelle and her relationship with Zac.
A very well-put together film, but I lament the ending.
A very well-put together film, but I lament the ending.