Backseat

Backseat

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“Do you wanna be fucked tonight?” Shelle (Aubrey Dollar) asks Ben (Rob Bogue), though it would appear he’s more interested in lovin’. Meanwhile, Ben’s bud Colton (Josh Alexander) is fucking up his chances at stardom by dropping trou during an audition. Their twin embarrassments propel them toward Montreal, where Colton hopes to meet up with Donald Sutherland, though it could just as easily have been Werner Herzog for all it matters to the story. From New York to Canada, Ben and Colton essentially riff on what feels like a roll call of topics: Camus, post-coital insomnia, Barbra Streisand, The Man, feminist theory, sexual racism, and Rockefeller drug laws. The humor, at its best, hinges on the inexplicable, like Colton trying to mack on a 7-Eleven employee by telling her that Ben is Clay Aiken’s cousin, and the roundabout, as in Colton asking two little girls if they know anyone with a doo rag or a car that bops up and down (so he can sell them his cocaine), but frequently succumbs to smugness. “Gay” is happily exploited as an adjective and Shelle suggests a woman out of a Woody Allen film, but whether she’s screaming at Ben to rape her or likening herself to a documentary, this misogynist’s caricature is played by Dollar with convincing gusto. Essentially a hit-or-miss affair, Backseat features a character who only communicates via text message, an expression of the filmmakers’ frustration for the sublimation of human relations that feels amusing but also weird for a film that suggests Sideways filtered through a hipster scrim.

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DVD
Distributor
Truly Indie
Runtime
80 min
Rating
NR
Year
2005
Director
Bruce Van Dusen
Screenwriter
Josh Alexander
Cast
Rob Bogue, Josh Alexander, Aubrey Dollar, Will Janowitz, Mark Rosenthal