Neither of the men in this sequence is conventionally pretty, but there's, for me, a real spark here:
It's a mixture of lust and excitement, of the thrill of discovery and exploration, the anticipation of what is to come.
I love those feelings -- so powerful they are almost addictive.
What do I mean, "almost". They are addictive.
And this sequence ends there, with a sort of reciprocity even though the men are no longer able to see each other's faces. I wonder what that means?
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What it means is nothing. To me at least. They do nothing for me.
And the colour (looks like old-fashioned daylight film in tungsten light) is a positive turn-off. Sorry.
Blimey: sorry to have disappointed!
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