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In this melodrama on the coast of the Black Sea, Eliko, an old and timid man, who was not widely liked by his neighbours, has committed suicide. His granddaughter Moe, a young woman from the capital, is called in to arrange his funeral. She finds support in Amnon, the beach bar tender who seems to have known Eliko better than one would think, and in Fleshka, the other "quirky" character in the village. Together, they form a complex and touching trio as they face the bigotry of a community rooted in toxic conformism.

This film is Elene Naveriani’s second feature, a poetic Georgian ode to resistance to anti-LGBT discourses.

Writer-director Jacques Nolot pulls off a perfect blend of the sordid and the artistic in La chatte à deux têtes, a touching, funny, and sexually explicit instruction manual on how to cruise, service, and be serviced in an adult movie house.
The fictional film, set entirely at the open-air box office and in the auditorium and restroom of a one-screen porn hardtop in Paris, hits and sustains a miraculously matter-of-fact tone brimming with humor and human drama. There isn’t one false note in this modest but memorable symphony of needy souls communing with their needs.

24 hours in the shoes of a biker, complete with stadiums in working-class suburbs surrounded by tall grey towers, and punctuated by the encounter of a gas station attendant, cold-night rides, orgies in the locker rooms and masturbation in the early hours of the morning. The everyday life of pinball-playing yobs who live in a mutating universe which we know will be ruthless come morning.

Filmed in the manner of first-wave gay porn, this unique piece is Francis Savel’s ultimate masterpiece, where the embrace of working-class mechanics become a visual opera, traced with popular poetic realism and the radicalism of the new homosexual front, in pursuit of complete freedom. (sic Hervé Joseph Lebrun)