Is it possible to really ‘be seen’ and fall in love amidst the chaotic big-city grind of bars and bullshit? Andrew Haigh’s beautifully shot drama makes a good play at answering the question without descending into schmaltzy romcom or Hollywood artifice. Russell’s night begins ordinarily enough — at his straight mate’s house party, then on to a gay club where he meets Glen -– and it all gets far more interesting. Out comes a tape recorder, Glen starts recording their thoughts on sex, armpits, love, coming out and friendship. It’s the start of a weekend of firsts and, as they spend more time together, the barriers come down, masks fall and nonchalance turns to regard -– for each other and the future. Haigh’s fly-on-the-wall shooting style gives his film the air of authenticity and makes Russell and Glens’ journey all the more real. It has a gentleness to it as well, a kindness that helps get across Haigh’s idea that we’re all looking for something honest, whatever that may be and wherever we may look for it.

Courtesy of the British Council.