Chasing Pavement full movie review - portrait of a charmless escort
The protagonist, Elias, defines himself as a "hot twink super bottom porn star." Well, then you better apply a bit more concealer to those those crowfeet, girl.
Because if black don't crack, you sure do. He's at least 40, or looks hell old for his age. At some point we see him mince about naked in the bedroom; those ass cheeks sure are saggy for "best paid bottom in porn." Saggy ass hoisted up in fancy underwear doesn't make for firm buttocks, dearie. Elias is an uppity queen who thinks he may be seen as "cultured," if he dispenses a smart sounding reference here and there about classical music or literary authors - so try hard, it has the opposite effect. In one sentence he claims to have a pediatrician mother and lawyer father, and in the next he pronounces "asked" as axed; a bit of a thinly disguised ghetto queen, if you ask me.
He even admits himself that it is all about bravado, not what you really are. He does reveal at some point that he is a trained actor, hereby giving away vital clues to those who are getting to know him, and who may get caught in his web of lies. The awful monotonous way of speaking, and the deadpan delivery of his numerous snide remarks, should be enough of a clue to realize that Elias is a bit of a fraud, and he is a rather loathsome person.
That is what this film is all about. It's about the show that some people put on, and if it is convincing enough for long enough to keep other people interested. Unfortunately it is endemic to the modern day gay scene with its puerile glorification of people "working" in the adult entertainment industry (who hasn't?) and the marketing-like profiling on Grindr. It's bound to result in disillusion when the illusion hits upon reality. This film is a good study of that topic.