I want to say, "terrific", because it's a well-acted and well-constructed little morality tale, but it's spoiled  by being a bit pretentious, I'm sorry but if the director could just have reigned himself in a bit the directing would have been as good as the acting.  That bloody symbolic yellow bottle …!

An excellent and important documentary.

Beautifully done, artistry and sensitivity in every aspect, nothing done for effect, simply honest, direct and very touching.

An entertaining, witty, sexy, sure-footed, comic, morality tale. What the moral is I'm unsure. Incidentally, it is always cheap when reviewers use something from the work itself to make a barbed joke. But I am going to anyway.  This gay club has an unusually accommodating management and cleaning staff considering the number of mature corpses left about on one afternoon, and they bled a lot, so, clearing up would not be tidy.  Finally, and not intending any disparagement of the other actors who all give good performances, the actor playing the "soul-sucker" besides creating a finely judged, villain in the middle of all comedy characters, provided much of the entertainment, by being devastatingly hot.  We watch him like a leather rent-boy, posing outside, one foot behind him against the wall, smoking, silk-scarf knotted at his throat, then the camera stays in close on his face as he leads his victim to his doom. The screen positively pulses with sexual tension etc. or is that just me?

This atmospheric and melancholy short is very well made, it has deeply considered choices everywhere, casting, location, music, editing, all feel strong and confident.  But what it actually is I couldn't say, apart from it's very sad.  Perhaps that's what it is, a filmic poem about separation which isn't meant to be comprehensible. Otherwise the conclusion would be that it's compelling but pretentious twaddle which personally, I would not like to conclude as it's not very nice. 

Oh, the perils and responsibilities of being gorgeous!  One problem with a drama with no words is that it invites many words to be written about it.  I shall try to avoid this.   Stylish as it is, everyone involved in this piece, from director, to writer, to actors and designers, can do better.  I hope they have.

Beautifully acted, sensitively directed, and written with compassion.  Given that the situation is contrived … a straight man working as a gogo-dancer/rent-boy to support his baby-daughter … even with this unlikely jumping off point, the film is so well done the audience can’t help but suspend disbelief and get involved.  As carefully constructed as good short story the climax was tense and heartbreaking.  An emotionally and physically wrecked man sways precariously on the edge of a train platform while a man who loves him despairs of helping him.  The ambiguous ending encapsulates the intelligence and sympathy pervading the whole.  There is no resolution. The mother, her family, her friends, the law and its officers – both exalted and minor, all agree, a gay man is a bad influence on a child.  Whether any of them will admit it now our land is ostensibly liberal, the prejudice is still there. I know three similar and tragic situations personally, one near suicide. The pain never goes.

(… this is the conclusion of the comment above, the software decided I was too wordy and shortened it.­) However, the child, or children, will eventually grow up.  They will have their own opinions on the decisions made on their behalf.  Perhaps then … meanwhile their fathers wait, regret, buy birthday cards that are never sent, and hope.