There’s a frustrating almost-ness to James Franco—not in his perfectly sleazy wanksta pimp from Spring Breakers, but everything else: his Oscar hosting, his op-ed writing and his directorial efforts, of which there are now 23. Brief yet underdeveloped, Interior. Leather Bar. has a faux-documentary vibe about it, involving two directors (Franco and his collaborator, Travis Mathews) who attempt to re-create the notorious 40 minutes shorn from William Friedkin’s gay-panic police drama Cruising (1980), starring Al Pacino.
You won’t see Franco himself getting in on the action, of what little there is. Rather, the most interesting angle here is the role the Oz the Great and Powerful star allows himself: a glib, cell-phone-hypnotized weekend auteur who throws around words like heteronormative, yet abandons his nervous Pacino-playing actor, Val (Val Lauren), right at the moment of truth. The endgame can’t be taken seriously: Is Franco bettered by witnessing gay sex? Is Val, lonely and driving at night, somehow compromised? The vagueness feels like a term paper you have to grade.
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|Release date:||Wednesday March 5 2014|
Cast and crew
|Director:||James Franco, Travis Mathews|
Really makes no sense. We hardly see the supposed "reimagined" 40 minutes of "Cruising", evidently edited to avoid an X rating. We do get a lot of pontification by James Franco about how liberating it is to see gay sex on film. The conclusion I came to is that Mr. Franco is a voyeur and the sex shown is boring and Val Lauren is a lousy actor. The attached short "I Want Your Love" is pornographic and also serves no purpose other that to show how to break up a friendship by having sexual relations with a friend.