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  • What everyone will hear about "Shortbus" is that the sex is real and explicit. Yes, this is all true. But so is the emotional journey the characters go through.

    Far from being crude or offensive, Shortbus is fresh, insightful, celebratory -- and, most importantly, focused on the fully realized people, not just the bodies, who bare their flesh and feelings on screen. Like Michael Winterbottom, who made the explicit "9 Songs," writer/director John Cameron Mitchell says he wants to show true human sexuality as part of his story. Unlike "9 Songs," which seemed to focus on 1/8 of the full human experience of relationships (concerts and sex), Mitchell's "Shortbus" approaches 9/10 of the authentic experience of being human, being miserable, looking to come to joy, and exploring funny, sensual, and affectionate avenues to get there.

    Is "Shortbus" provocative? Yes. Is it explicit? Yes! And these are good things in these politically authoritarian times.
  • Shortbus reviewed by Sam Osborn

    I have a bad feeling that after the first ten minutes of Shortbus are through, much of the audience will have already left; because within this first segment, sophomore director John Cameron Mitchell has the mind to show his audience the nature of this very, ahem…frank work. Audiences will have witnessed filmed masturbation, wild fornication in a myriad of poses, and a scene of S&M sexual nature. These are all acts we've seen before from other Hollywood pictures; but then again, those pictures only played pretend. Shortbus requires all its actors to do such acts for real.

    Is Porn too strong a word to describe such a film? It's debatable, I suppose. Films that boast actual penetration are usually not found in theatres anymore; instead hidden in the back of your video rental stores, or placed neatly on a shady internet site. But Pornography uses plot mechanisms only to drive the story into another sex scene. Shortbus has plot mechanisms to drive the arcs of its characters. That its characters all play roles indulgent in fornication is simply the nature of Shortbus' stories. But enough about the ethics of Shortubus; it's a good film. And if you're not too squeamish for the subject matter, and have a mind for tongue-in-cheek wit, then it shouldn't matter how close to porn the film means to aim.

    It's a story of New Yorkers. A fringe group of New Yorkers who all meet at the underground lounge Shortbus. It's a place of casual frivolity, where people of any sexual preference are free to indulge in whatever they please. They mingle and dance and drink and have sex, all happily and without any semblance of filth or vice. These people are simply enjoying themselves and being quite hilarious while they do it. The members that we're asked to follow all come from the Magnolia school of connections, where links between characters are often coincidental and illogical, but acceptable as obligations of an ensemble drama. Sofia (Sook-Yin Lee) is a Sex Therapist who prefers to be called a Couples Councilor and who's unable to have an orgasm. She's invited to Shortbus by the club's poster child couple, Jamie and Jamie (Paul Dawson and PJ DeBoy), who assure Sofia that if there's an orgasm to be found, it's hidden within Shortbus. In a dark room there, Sofia meets Severina (Lindsay Beamish), a lonely dominatrix who gets mean when uncomfortable, and whose longest relationship was with the geeky trust fund sexual deviant.

    All their stories are all human and kind of affecting, managing to dig their way out of the film's heaping shock factor to create something like empathy. It's nothing heartbreaking or particularly inspiring, but how much can we really expect from a film that has an entire scene dedicated to the National Anthem being sung into an anal orifice. But that's the charm of Shortbus, I suppose. Director/Writer John Cameron Mitchell has made a film more explicit than most pornography while keeping eroticism completely out of the equation. The film's sexuality is frank and the humor always constant, while avoiding jokes that patronize its cast of outsiders.

    It's too easy to forget the poignancy of Shortbus, though. The dialogue that's sure to be shot wild by its release won't be about its humor or spirit; talk will be of the skin that was exposed in finding the better, realer bits. It's too bad, but, again, what can we expect from a film that sings the National Anthem into a man's anus? Rating: 3 out of 4

    Samuel Osborn
  • Shortbus (2006) written/directed by John Cameron Mitchell (Hedwig and the Angry Inch) is truly not for the easily offended. It is the film like nothing I've seen before and I've seen many films. It should be named Real Sex and the City or Every Thing You Always Wanted to Know About Sex But Were Afraid to Ask had not the latter title been taken already by Woody Allen. Actually you don't have to ask anything - you will get more information and graphic answers that you ever would hope for. This is the film where the graphical sex scenes are in abundance, they are extremely explicit. John Cameron Mitchell means business, and he gets down to it. By his own words,

    "In the old days, when you couldn't show sex on film, directors like Hitchcock had metaphors for sex (trains going into tunnels, etc). When you can show more realistic sex, the sex itself can be a metaphor for other parts of the character's lives. The way people express themselves sexually can tell you a lot about who they are. Some people ask me, "couldn't you have told the same story without the explicitness?" They don't ask whether I could've done Hedwig without the songs. Why not be allowed to use every paint in the paint box?" John Cameron Mitchell

    But after the initial shock, you realize that there are ideas, feelings, the attempt to understand the important things - what do we want? What is sex for us? How to understand ourselves first of all, how to communicate your desires, how to fulfill them? Shortbus is totally honest; it does care about its characters, and tells their stories of struggling with all sorts of existential difficulties, sexual or not, without condescending, with the equal dozes of sweetness, wit, and understanding. The film was made by a talented filmmaker. The beginning scenes would certainly grab your attention while introducing a viewer to few New Yorkers whose lives will be intertwined later. The music score and the songs are nice and set a melancholic mood, they provide a welcomed rest for the passengers on the Shortbus. The cast that consists mainly of non-professional first time performers, did a convincing job. It is not porn, it is an independent dra-medy that uses sex scenes to answer many questions about life.

    The DVD includes the documentary Gifted and Challenged: The Making of 'Shortbus'. I found the Making... quite interesting and a lot of fun.
  • Shortbus is very high on the list of my most beloved movies. I can not avoid to call it a masterwork. And why is that so ?

    It is a deeeply human movie. It has so many facettes, like comedic, sensual, pornographic, sad, senseful, atmospheric, toughtful, and many other things. It's a vibrant view on the lifes of some outsiders or people who don't fit in functionwise, and are searching for magic in their live, which is provided through the club shortbus as a catalysator. The movie is much too far off the main road to be swallowed in one session. It has to be watched sometimes, so one can find always new aspects and details.

    While going very deep into some sad or explicit situations, Shortbus alwas stays lighthearted, not taking itself too serious. Acting is partially phenomenous, it's often more being than acting, so that I had the impression of sitting between those characters and watching them living, losing, hurting and hoping.

    In the end, I am always a bit sad the movie is such a loner in the landscape. The concept is so easy, and not even its creator managed to make a follow-up. It's the actual proof that modern cinema can be glorious, intelligent, erotic, sensitive AND enjoyable. I do not want to believe that this proof will be the only one in decades.

    We need at least a couple more movies like this, since we are all existing through sex and emotions, and we should enjoy the short time we have. At least, I need. And because I always feel good and lighthearted, in a way healed, after watching Shortbus.
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    If you can make it through the first five minutes of this movie, you'll be fine. I think John Cameron Mitchell might have front-loaded the movie with sex to get the closed-minded in the audience to leave the theater before he really got started. And that's totally OK.

    I was surprised and even affected by the emotional intensity of the cast when each of their relationships hit their rockiest points. But at the same time, the resolution of them seems too easy and not totally satisfying. Sophia's husband is clearly uncomfortable at Shortbus and he's already upset that he can't give her an orgasm. How is he going to handle things if she has one, and he isn't at the controls? Also, James and Jamie decide to open up their relationship, which sounds like it covers their problem. But does it? Both of them opened up emotionally to the new people in their relationship and that's bound to create much deeper issues.

    While this movie is a welcome antidote to the Hollywood movies that treat sex as a popcorn diversion with no meaning at all, I don't think it dives quite as deep as it should. It sets you up for a big, emotional climax, but it doesn't deliver. I guess that makes it the movie equivalent of blue balls.
  • Set in modern-day New York City, a heterogeneous group of straights, gays and transgenders find common ground at Shortbus, an underground salon where people are free to explore their most carnal sexual desires with random hookups and nightlong orgies – sometimes even finding bits of wisdom along the way.

    The superb cast of characters of John Cameron Mitchell's "Shortbus" powerfully draws the viewer in to each of the characters' lives and problems. Sofia (Sook-Yin Lee), a sex therapist who's never had an orgasm, seeks out ways to overcome her "pre-orgasmic" dilemma, profoundly affecting her marriage. James (Paul Dawson), a former male escort battling depression, goes to ultimate extremes when he can't even seem to feel happiness with his loving and devoted partner of five years, Jamie (PJ DeBoy). Struggling artist Severin (Lindsay Beamish), who succumbed to work as a dominatrix, seeks to have a meaningful relationship with someone – anyone.

    Yes, the on-screen sex is real. And there's lots of it. But rather than displaying sexually explicit scenes for the sake of cheap titillation, "Shortbus" is provocative with an actual purpose. We're not in Hollywood anymore.

    While sex is a main focal point in the film, it is not the sole one. "Shortbus" deals with all manners of human relations. Not stressing one form over another, it shows how sex, friendship and love continually intermingle. Because one's comfort level with their sexuality mirrors how one relates in all other relationships, showing the raw and carnal aspect of each character so explicitly works beautifully to accurately convey their motivations and struggles.

    In a touching conversation, an old man identifying himself as the former mayor of New York says to the young and naive Ceth (Jay Brannan), "People come to New York to get laid ... People also come to New York to be forgiven." The latter can also be said for those who elect to see this film. Whether dealing with sexual oppression, struggling with sexual desires deemed socially deviant, seeking redemption for having already been there and done that, or feeling generally unaccepted for being who you are, the redemption value in this film is tenderly perceptible. "Shortbus" lets us know that gay, straight, bi, transgender, whatever – we all just want to feel accepted.
  • SHORTBUS Written and Directed by John Cameron Mitchell

    I can't speak for all the ladies out there but there comes a point in every boy's life when he discovers he has a penis and how good it feels to lavish said penis with much attention. Sadly, the realization that there is more to life than satisfying your penis' urges does not subsequently occur for every boy. In the opening scene of John Cameron Mitchell's provocative new film, SHORTBUS, James (Paul Dawson) sits immersed in his bathtub. He has a video camera in hand and it is not long before he turns his focus to his flaccid member. What follows is a pulsating montage that introduces most of the film's other players and sets the tone, announcing in a barrage of eruptions exactly what to expect. Broken up by sweeping spurts of an animated New York City (strikingly animated by John Bair), James bends over backwards for some good old fashioned auto-fellatio until his boyfriend, Jamie (PJ DeBoy), comes home; sex therapist, Sofia (Sook-Yin Lee) gets busy with her husband (Raphael Barker) all over their apartment before she fakes an orgasm rather convincingly; and dominatrix/prostitute, Severin (Lindsay Beamish), whips her latest John while he asks her views on world events and adds his own, uh, personal squiggles to the Jackson Pollock above his bed. There is no use hiding the sex in a movie about sex and you know instantly whether this is a movie for you or not. Sex controls these people's lives. It motivates their decisions, stands in the way of their happiness and, for a little while, their frustrations become mirrors unto our own sexuality.

    John Cameron Mitchell is a man who clearly thinks about sex very often. That being said, he clearly doesn't just think about it with the head between his legs but the one on top of his shoulders as well. His previous feature film, HEDWIG AND THE ANGRY INCH (which he also wrote and starred in), smashed walls surrounding gender identification and forced people to see the person and not just the genitalia. With SHORTBUS, Mitchell dives deeper into desire and sexual identity. Characters like lovers, James and Jamie, want to open up their relationship and talk themselves through it to make sure they survive the transition. When they let a third man in on their fun, they blur the lines between love and sex. Like many others, they want to push themselves towards the exploration of their desires but they also ignore the emotional ramifications of being so open-minded. Meanwhile, Severin's persona is hyper-sexualized to the point of being one-dimensional. She makes sure she comes across as a powerful sexual being but owning one's sexuality outright means running the risk of having that become the dominant facet of your identity or, as in Severin's case, it becomes a convenient rock to hide behind. In one of the film's more touching plot lines, Severin's rebellion pushes her so far from herself that she can no longer even say her real name out loud.

    Serving as the opposing repression to Severin's expression is the relationship between Sofia and Rob. Given her role as a couples' therapist, the twosome strive for complete openness but what they maintain hidden are their deepest sexual desires and issues. In one of the film's more brilliant moments of subtlety, Sofia, locked in her bathroom, is determined to give herself an orgasm, something she has never been able to do by herself or with the aid of someone else. The progression is coming along smoothly until Rob's music blaring from the living room takes her out of the moment. The funny thing is that his music is purposefully that loud so that Sofia can't hear him masturbating. When she storms in on him, he hurries to close his laptop so that she doesn't see the sadomasochistic porn he's watching. Whereas they seemed earlier to have a very healthy sex life together, it is revealed here that their connection only goes so far. Sofia does not know of Rob's S&M interests and he doesn't know she's never been able to climax. As a result, neither is being fully honest with themselves or with each other causing their hang-ups to transition into actual marital problems.

    SHORTBUS is not without its shortcomings. Hiring actors who are willing to do almost anything on camera means potentially not hiring the best people for the roles. While Lee and Beamish exhibit both strength and vulnerability in their roles, creating a quiet intimacy between them, the Jamie's are merely amateurish. Deboy is devoid of personality and Dawson is meant to be downtrodden but comes off more as passive. Their surface performances lend to the film's inability to go to the depths it needs to. Given that the film is trying to delineate between the physical and emotional permeation of one's body and soul, just scratching the surface is not enough. In that sense, SHORTBUS is like mediocre sex – it passes the time and it is enjoyable but it doesn't make your body ache for more and everything you felt during is gone by the time you get out of the shower.
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    The film was extremely disappointing...Cameron Mitchell seemed to be going through the motions here, I can't believe that the same person who wrote and directed the amazing "Hedwig and the Angry Inch" made the ridiculously bad "Shortbus," essentially a pseudo-porn film selling itself as a character study. In fact, from the first sequence onwards, JMC's movie delivers sexually graphic scenarios — erections, money shots and all – illuminated by awfully contrived dialogue, horrid performances and a plot that is as preposterous/pretentious as it is tedious.

    As the characters struggle to express "profundity" through dialogue, they instead slip into triteness and cliché, and the emotional catharsis that seems to be JMC's goal feels absolutely staged and as cold and dettached as some of the acting.

    JMC is apparently trying something serious. He seems to want to show how certain New Yorkers are coping with the numbed-out sense of disconnection they've been feeling since Sept. 11. Mitchell takes us into a world in which sexual behavior is abundant but not always satisfying, and in which it may be easier to find willing bodies than genuine intimacy, but it would have helped had the characters in Shortbus been a little more interesting and appealing than the sexual positions in which they find themselves.

    "It's just like the Sixties, only with less hope," a character tartly declares at one point. Actually, it's just like the Sixties, only more clichéd. In a sense it's commendable that JMC wants to promote the joy of sex, but the movie is a big, pretentious, drawn-out drag, and not even very original; aspects of its plot can be found both in Oh in Ohio and Michael Winterbottom's equally hardcore (and more efficient) 9 Songs. JMC really needed to spend a lot more time developing these characters and their story, because a soap opera with sex is still only a soap opera. And a sex film without a heart or a brain or compelling characters is basically, a porn film.
  • A married sex therapist doles out relationship advice at work but privately spends her time in search of an orgasm, which she's never had. Two gay men find themselves drifting from one another and introduce a third man into their relationship in an attempt to bring some fulfillment back to their emotional connection. A professional dominatrix excels at abusing clients, but brings that abusive behavior to her personal relationships as well and as a result isolates herself from any true human contact. Meanwhile, all of these characters meet regularly at Shortbus, a sex club where everyone is free to be whatever they want to be, where no one's a freak because everyone's a freak, and where, most importantly, everyone feels a sense of community in a scary post-9/11 world.

    Such is "Shortbus," John Cameron Mitchell's emotionally affecting follow up film to his dazzling debut, "Hedwig and the Angry Inch." By now, everyone knows that "Shortbus" contains many scenes of quite explicit sex. As happens with any more conventional film that contains material we are used to seeing only in bona fide pornography, the sex tends to dominate on a first viewing; it's so hard not to be distracted by the explicit scenes and ignore the other things going on. However, it is to Mitchell's great credit that I left the film not remembering the sex as much as I remembered some of the beautiful emotional moments, of which "Shortbus" is chock full.

    I saw a screening of this at the Chicago International Film Festival, and two of the actors, Sook-Yin Lee and Lindsay Beamish, were on hand to answer questions. Lee explained what Mitchell was trying to do with this film, and I greatly admire his ambition. She said that he was trying to make an antidote to all of the other films out there that treat sex just as explicitly but in such more negative ways. Sex in our movie culture is usually full of dysfunction -- if it's not downright harmful, it's at best desultory and unsatisfying (think "9 Songs"). Our culture condones graphic violence in films, many times in combination with sex, but squirms away from sex as it really looks, even though it's one of the most natural of human functions. Mitchell wanted to illuminate this hypocrisy and show that sex can be fun, sex can bring people together, sex can make you laugh. It can't necessarily solve problems, as the characters in this film realize, but it doesn't always have to necessarily cause problems either.

    My biggest complaint about "Shortbus" is that I felt somewhat left out. As a heterosexual male, I don't feel that I was represented by any of the film's characters. Mitchell, as a gay man, obviously has an understanding of gay relationships, and the storyline with the three gay lovers is handled beautifully. But I felt that Mitchell was stereotyping heterosexual relationships in the same way that heterosexuals stereotype gays. The married couple is bored, unfulfilled, caustic with one another. Lee's character can't achieve orgasm until she comes to a sex club and gets it on with another woman. Just once, can't a film show a heterosexual couple who are happy and having a completely satisfying emotional and sexual relationship? I know this wouldn't make for great drama, but it would at least make me feel better.

    I really liked "Shortbus" without feeling that it was a complete bulls-eye for Mitchell. At the very least, he has an outstanding talent and has proved himself to be a young filmmaker to watch.

    Grade: A-
  • paulmartin-213 October 2006
    What a ripper this film is. Outrageous, offensive and sure to have decent audiences storming out of the cinema in disgust! Meanwhile the rest of us who don't mind a challenge or two can stray outside our comfort zone and enjoy the fun.

    This is a strange film; it is a blend of audacity, fun, frivolity, seriousness and drama that will work wonders for the broad-minded but disgust others. There are some very interesting characters and the story has substance. I don't agree with the theme of sexual liberation, but felt it was worth depicting and seeing.

    The Australian distributor claims this film contains the most explicit sex in a film that has received an 'R' rating in this country. Before its classification was revoked, Baise Moi (which I consider a cheap porno flick) contained much more graphic sex, but was far inferior to this entertaining film.

    The film is set in New York which always looks great on the big screen. There was also some animation which was used to good effect. The film could have benefited from a little bit of tighter editing, but otherwise it was quite snappy.

    I found myself asking the question, "why are we so offended by sexuality, yet we line up en masse to see people shot and blown to pieces?" This film did for me what Brick and Little Miss Sunshine may have done for others in an impotent way (pun not intended). Shortbus is quirky, original and interesting. If you're feeling just a little bit adventurous, go see this film. It'll have you laughing your head off one minute, and crying the next.
  • seinsucht30 October 2006
    I saw this movie last weekend and thought it was the most boring film I'd seen in quite some time. The characters are such self-indulgent whiners with no basis for their angst besides 9/11, an angle that's poorly realized in the script. "I'm so beautiful and have such a great life but I'm so sad. Waaaaah!" It seemed like John Cameron Mitchell sat around a café in New York and thought up a bunch of vignettes without providing his characters any personality whatsoever. If these characters spent more time going to dinner and a movie or reading a book they'd have a lot less to time to torture themselves over their sexual problems. I loved "Hedwig", but "Short Bus" was a huge disappointment. If you really have to see actors having actual sex, rent porn where it's at least erotic.
  • There are a couple of features about this movie that will hit you. Yes there is some rather graphic sex, but to anyone after hitting adulthood it works purely to support the film, erotic would be too strong a word for it. It is to everybody's' credit that this was possible. The model of New York works great and is a real devise for the movie.

    As we progress through the film we see the lives of a small group of New Yorkers grow as they develop their relationships or indeed the quest for a relationship. The medium for bringing these lives together is the "Shortbus" club. A rather carnal club which they all drawn to becomes a focus for their development. Each confronts their own particular daemons. As heavy as this sounds, it is quite a light hearted film. The closing scenes are fantastic. As you watch this film you will feel yourself being dragged in, until the end when u feel almost as if you are part of it.

    A great movie, one which should become a cult classic (only because it might be a bit too "graphic" for mainstream cinemas, but certainly a classic. Any attempt to sanitize and edit it would surely destroy the film.

    This movie will make you laugh, cry and sing; you will leave the movie theatre affected by this film.
  • gsygsy9 December 2006
    I enjoyed this movie. It concerns itself with a bunch of New York narcissists who think that unlocking and/or unblocking themselves sexually is The Answer. The film is not uncritical of this illusion - one that affects an awful lot of people - but on the whole the movie sympathises with its dramatis personae, and is forgiving of their, and by extension our own, follies.

    The acting is variable, the gentle pace slackens woefully towards the end as Things Get Serious, but it's all smiles again for the finale, in a Fellini-like way.

    It's the first fifteen minutes that will earn Shortbus its place in cinema history: it manages to show very explicit sex without being remotely titillating, let alone pornographic. Instead we have good-humoured, warm-hearted observation of a particular brand of human foolhardiness.
  • I kinda like porn, I have at least five favourite actresses. The problem with porn is that it's often just too cheesy and artificial. At least that's my problem with porn.

    I love watching a good drama, because it's the only genre that takes its time to make you care about the characters. There's no big problem regarding dramas, I just wish there are more good ones, with thought-provoking themes. Sex is a huge part of everyone's life, so having a life uncensored on screen, with a strong author who has something to say - now that would be a winner.

    So, don't watch Shortbus. It's got nothing of the above.

    It tries to shock you, it's got people whining and acting all sad, and having lots of on-screen sex. But it just doesn't involve you with the story (was there a story?) and the characters.

    According to reviews, the characters were supposed to be the main thing about this film. Well, they weren't really. I suppose the author wanted to make a sex+drama project, and everything else came as an afterthought. Nothing seems convincing or natural, and around the 30th minute I started wondering "why am I watching this".

    Maybe it's just me, perhaps someone who resembles the characters depicted in the movie will find it to be great wanking & crying material.
  • Michael_Elliott26 February 2008
    Shortbus (2006)

    ** 1/2 (out of 4)

    John Cameron Mitchell's controversial film, which just happens to have hardcore sex scenes. I guess most of America was shocked by this film but I guess I'm jaded from seeing so many Jess Franco movies. It's rather amazing how upset sex still is in this country. Anyways, 'Shortbus' is a club full of various sexual weirdos. The film centers on a homosexual couple who are thinking about involving other men, a female sex therapist who can't have an orgasm and a female dominatrix. The film really doesn't have much of a plot, although I'm sure the director would have you believe there is a plot here. However, if you take away the actual sex scenes then you really aren't left with much. I guess you have to give the actors credit for doing what they did but from looking at the making of featurette, it seems most of them have their own share of problems so doing this kind of stuff really isn't out of their range. The director has said that people shouldn't be shocked by the sex because it's natural and I agree but I've got to question a few of the sex scenes, which seem to be going for something more than natural. It seems the director wanted controversy with sex but wanted added controversy with some of the heavier stuff like the self given blowjob. The film isn't bad, it's mildly entertaining but nothing original like the director would want you to believe.
  • Any film that proposes to portray sex in a raw and unfiltered form runs the risk of becoming somewhat of a curiosity. On the other hand, very few filmmakers attempt to portray the essential function sex has in our lives with any sort of honesty. John Cameron Mitchell's Shortbus ends up being both a curiosity and an attempt at sexual reality. For the most part it works.

    The film follows a straight sex therapist who has yet to have an orgasm herself, a gay male couple, and a dominatrix with human connection issues. Their struggles are mostly played out at Shortbus, a sex salon in New York.

    On a larger scale, the film is about breaking the chains of sexual repression....about escaping what is holding you back, and about being true to what you need sexually. The sex salon is an absurd yet decent vehicle to allow the characters to do this.

    The writer seems to think that sexual freedom equates to getting it on with different partners. Maybe this is just his fantasy played out within the film. If this film leans one way it leans towards the gay lifestyle. The depictions of gay male sex are much more graphic of that of the male/female scenes. It feels like a gay themed movie, even though there are heterosexual story lines. Maybe the writer didn't think a gay sexual awakening movie would play to a large audience.

    The dialogue in Shortbus is witty, but rooted in 20/30 something NYC hipster culture. Therefore it doesn't always feel real. Maybe the film would have worked better if they could have involved people from all over the country. Another underlying theme is the love of New York City. "New York is where everyone comes to be forgiven" is a great line. Maybe Shortbus could only happen in New York. I don't know, I just had trouble relating to it.

    Shortbus will be a bit raw a graphic for most people and that's too bad because it has something to say under all the sex. This film is a celebration of sexuality and personal freedom. It advocates for growth and indulgence, and ultimately personal discovery. It is a risk well worth taking.
  • Brilliant directing and writing by John Cameron Mitchell (he gave us "Hedwig"), and great acting from everyone, especially Justin Bond, Lindsay Beamish, Paul Dawson and PJ Deboy. Great musical numbers too! You'll laugh and cry, and come away wanting to see it again immediately. Much has been made of a few rather intimate and well-lit sex scenes, but if anyone over 16 can't handle them, he or she shouldn't be out at night.

    It's all ultimately wondrous, and one of the great revelations of the 2006 Cannes Film Festival, where the audiences tend to be snotty and conspicuously unimpressed--but the screening of this movie was followed by parades and parties in the streets, with people carrying the stars on their shoulders, like they used to do with Verdi on opening nights in Milan. Lynne Cheney, sly pornographer that she is, will be eating her heart out that someone has gotten at last to the real g-spot of the cosmos, and it wasn't she what did it.

    Love may be grim at times, kind of like Kansas, but Mitchell turns it into technicolor. Just like magic.
  • After hearing the controversy over the movies's explicit scenes I pretty much had Shortbus labeled as yet another boundary-teasing joke hiding under the guise of an art film. I was pleasantly surprised however to discover a softcore heart beneath the hardcore facade.

    Yes the film might perform quite a precarious balancing act between art and porn, but I think it really depends on the person watching the film. Shortbus is, after all, an exploration into sex and how it unifies us as adults all seeking love and acceptance. It's a magical place where young, old, gay or straight, fat or thin can come (pun intended) and experience a life free from prejudice, united by a common need to be loved. The sex is entirely candid, but that is the nature of this movie's message. It has to have the overt frankness of a sex therapy session to really succeed in making the audience understand what it feels like to be so sexually liberated. We become voyeurs, peeking into this hidden, sensuous world through windows and behind pillars. The camera seldom lingers longer than it has to.

    The sex is eclectic and not to everybody's tastes -homophobes, steer well clear! Certain parts will definitely arouse you, some will make you blanch, but you're watching to see a story unfold not to get your rocks off. It's presented in a fun way, mixing the tender, the naughty and the nasty with laugh-out-loud comedy, most notably in the gay threesome scene where The Star Spangled Banner is roared into somebody's ass! It's not puerile or cheap, but it makes it less threatening and accessible. When you see the actors really enjoying themselves and not just pretending to, that feeling transfers to the audience and makes those on screen seem so wonderfully ordinary.

    These are characters who I honestly would love to get to know and hang out with. The script is largely improvised and there is true, raw emotion on display here. I felt sympathy for the characters as they navigated their snarled relationships. I felt the tenderness and the vulnerability that comes from being penetrated. I shared the emptiness and the failure felt when we live a life that we ourselves hate. I relished the warmth of being amongst friends and lovers alike.

    If you can get past the glaring sexuality you might just allow yourself a trip into a floating world that makes you consider the importance of nourishing your own sexual existence.
  • kevinkearney0324 March 2007
    What a pathetic, unoriginal, trying attempt at "uncovering" and "exposing" human sexuality (mind the quotes). The movie unambiguously aims at making its audience uncomfortable, as if this move somehow means we should learn to feel otherwise. But we don't. We're ashamed that people treat sex like a commodity. And that's what the movie ultimately achieves. It makes sex into something sale-able, act-able (this is important: sex is now just like any other action an actor can fake on the stage) and, ultimately, banal. What makes sex more boring than to talk about it again and again and again. And what is even worse than portraying this as if it were "exposing" something? Hedwig was original and great... this is tripe. Shame on you (and take that New England Puritan attitude as far as you want).
  • Last night I went to see a screening of Shortbus; John Cameron Mitchell's follow-up to Hedwig and the Angry Inch and it was the most joyful movie experience I've had in ages. There is something audacious and exciting going on here... something that maybe hasn't been seen in American film since the 60's. Shortbus is laugh-out-loud funny and sink-in-your-seat to hide your tears sad. There's a message of 'acceptance' and 'we're all in this together' to be received... you just have to want to hear it (and that, in itself, will present a problem to a fair number of moviegoers who are just unable to let it in.) The explicit sex isn't just a gimmick... it really feels like it comes from an honest place with these characters. It's playful when it needs to be, angry at other times, sometimes it's tentative and unsure. Just like how it is in real life (as opposed to porn) which is why it works so well.
  • When "Hedwig and Angry Inch" had premiere, I pass it up. Didn't like the subject (drag queen) so much, that I didn't have a need for this kind of movie. Six years later and the movie was still getting good reviews, so I checked it out. I was amazed, how hard movie about drag queen can rock. I can't stop listening to the songs from that movie months after the show (Origin of love for example), so Shortbus was must see. This movie is prefect blend of controversial Larry Clark with sensibility of Michel Gondry. The main problem described here is sex dressed up as love, and love dressed up as sex. We have story of few people – (straight couple, gay couple, dominatrix and her pet) that connect with each other in New York underground clubhouse called Shortbus. First of all – beware – this is as much graphic as it gets (gay shooting load into his mouth) but underneath it are real people, real problems, and a lot of truth about relationships in present times – its just like one drag queen says here "It's just like the 60's. Only with less hope". So its shocking, but sincere slices of lives of John Mitchel Cameron and his friends in search for a blessed orgasm. If you like "Hedwig" this is must see, but if you easily offend by the gay stuff beware – this one really goes overboard sometimes, just like Larry Clark.
  • "We're hippies without hope," a character says in "Shortbus." He neglects to mention these people have their heads so far up their asses that they're practically autistic. No one in "Shortbus" is interested in anyone else except as fuel for their own self-image. They'd rather talk about their own needs and what they think their current boyfriends should need.

    There is an Asian woman in "Shortbus" who cannot have an orgasm, but damned if she doesn't keep rubbing at it until, by her fourth attempt, we're sick to death of her. (My movie date asked if I smelled rubber burning.)

    The rest of the cast are mostly twinks in their early thirties whose narcissism and angst make you want to shout "Have you ever thought of doing some volunteer work?" One of the drugged-out depressed queens suffers so much he feels he must immortalize it on video so others can appreciate his torment after he's dead.

    There is a suicide scene in a pool that seems to be there so we can see more of what we've already seen plenty of (not that it's unattractive), and a rescue by yet another alienated twink who has been following all this with his own camera (Yes, another camera). It leads to what must be the film's true "message," a scene where someone plays bottom in anal sex for the first time. Now this might have been the place where the hardcore sex would have been really interesting. However this is one of the places where John Cameron Mitchell chose to be coy and there's only simulated sex. Wha?! Look, either do it or don't.

    The great Justin Bond is photographed badly and not allowed to bring us the ripped-to-the-tits high energy fun he delivers any night in his great Kiki and Herb Show. In this home movie, he's reduced to being just another stoned bi-tranny, singing and babbling. Oh, and when the young dominatrix is on screen you can hear members of the audience murmuring "It's the Jennifer Jason Leigh" part.

    As for the hardcore scenes, "Shortbus" fails in the same way other legit movies have failed when they tried to incorporate real sex into plot. It's the exhibitionism of the actors that we respond to, and when the sex is over and we're asked to go back to getting involved with these pathologically self-obsessed backward children we feel a little let down.

    The trick to slice-of-life movies is to make the ordinary extraordinary. "Shortbus" with its vapid pretty twinks and its half-drawn frustrated women endlessly digging at themselves never does get as interesting at it thinks it is.
  • "Shortbus" is impossible to summarize, and in the future film students will write books about it. it's hysterically funny, wonderfully smart, and totally endearing.  It's also been marginalized by an infantile media that refuses to talk about anything other than the guy who can "do" himself. Don't fall for their bait: this film is brilliant.

    "Shortbus" puts sex in perspective -- as a part of all our lives -- and thumbs its nose to the puritanical ratings board and to the puritanical country we live in.  This is a Robert Altmanesque tale of six or seven young New Yorkers, and being honest it follows their (quirky, unflinchingly honest, hysterically funny) sex lives too.  It's wonderful and refreshing and ground-breaking and the bravest film in years.  It shows America in no uncertain terms that having to cut sex out of movies to make them "safe" also cuts out their . . . well, I'll say "guts."

    Anyway, run to see it -- in a theater, not on DVD.  It defines our time. I have no connection with the film, didn't expect to like it, and didn't like "Hedwig," so I'm astonished that it's the best film of the year. It's funnier than Woody Allen and seriously hits masterpiece at points -- though it's admittedly a little ragged, unwieldy and low-budget.  Lots of quotable lines, but I'll give just one that beautifully defines our time:  This guy hosts a salon, and a new girl visits.  In one room there are like thirty people having sex.  "It's just like the seventies!" the host says brightly.  "Except, without the hope."
  • Shortbus is probably going to become one of, if not the, single most sexually explicit film released in the North American mainstream that is not considered hardcore pornography. Its release was met with obvious controversy, but probably even more curiosity.

    The film, titled after a sex club featured within it, is about four people and their search to be understood. And of course, there is some overtly sexualized about them. Sofia (Sook-Yin Lee) is a sex therapist (or as she likes to be called, a couples counsellor), who has never achieved an orgasm. Severin (Lindsay Beamish) is a dominatrix with a few too many underlying issues. James (Paul Dawson) and Jamie (PJ DeBoy) are a couple who love each other, but need strengthening.

    Instead of the graphic and gratuitous sex fest that the movie was hyped up to be, director John Cameron Mitchell has delivered one of the most unique films of the new millennium. And that is not just because of how sexually depraved the film is. Through the twisted editing and raw performances, Mitchell has created a very emotional, at times hysterical and somewhat deep ode to real life. These are real people, dealing with real problems. They are not simple caricatures invented to help entertain the audience. In that attempt, the film feels inundated with authenticity and genuine human emotion matched only by the most independent films in the cinematic sphere.

    The intense amount of sex on-screen may turn some viewers away, and even more when they realize that it is not just heterosexual sex. But it is shown in such an artistic and visually appeasing way, that it feels much more candid and personal than a pornographic film (which unfortunately, is the only real notable comparison that can be used). The film does deliver plenty of intense depictions of unsimulated sex, but in watching it, does not feel offensive or threatening. I assumed that I was going to be disturbed by the perversity of the actions taking place on screen, but I actually found myself just enjoying the movie like any other (although I will say that hearing the Star Spangled Banner being sang out of a certain orifice is nothing short of an experience). The graphicness and grim reality that the film paints just feels too poignant and too affecting to not look at it as anything but.

    The performances, no matter how amateur, are strong and brave. The realism that these actors strive for is simply astonishing. Watching them perform is almost heart-breaking for how genuine these characters are. The four main performers just seem very open to everything their characters are doing, and are very honest in their portrayals. You can see how desperate Lee slowly becomes to realizing her goal. You can see how hurt Dawson and DeBoy are in how fragile their relationship is. Beamish's need for a real relationship is tender and real. And watching them interact with all of the many supporting characters is just a treat because they too, are putting themselves infront of the camera shamelessly and fully immersing themselves within the story. Their language, through both their body and their voices, is just something extraordinarily true to life, and does not feel at all like it is being acted out. I keep saying it, but it is true: these actors are just acting out real life.

    Unfortunately, the film has a few fatal flaws.

    But what the film does not delve into is how unabashedly sexual these people are. It is one thing for the many extras to be involved in all of the sexual undergoings the film showcases, but what about the main characters? The four of them go to the Shortbus club in what can only be imagined as a regular basis, and at times, take part in the sexual acts being displayed in front of them. And when they are not discussing the sexual tension in their lives, they are watching an intense amount of people have sex. The four of them seem fairly kinky to me (as the eye-opening introduction suggests), but not to the point that they would accept these graphic demonstrations in front of them. How do they not go running in fear of what they are seeing before their eyes? Why are they accepting it as normal? Their search for understanding is obviously taking them to very different places, but their general acceptance of the swinger lifestyle just does not totally click, especially for Lee's character who is supposed to be devoted to her husband.

    As well, by the time the final frame runs, the film does not feel complete. Beamish's character is never truly explored, and the randomness of the final actions by some of these characters just feels a bit off. In fact, the entire finale of the movie just does not jive at all with the rest of the film proceeding it. Its deepness and raw emotion just seem to have been the last thing on anybody's mind when they were putting it together. It feels out of place, and in a way, ruins the entire experience of seeing the film. It just does not feel totally satisfying. It instead, just feels like a bit of a random add-on that just makes for ambiguity, and not much of anything else. The film has so much going for it before these final moments, and has a ton of deeply emotional grounding leading up to it. But it just feels like it just wants to advance to a finale that is not there.

    Shortbus was a brave film to make, and for the most part, works very well. It unfortunately has a lot of build up to nothing, but for how controversial the film was, I actually was pretty impressed. It is a genuine and harrowing vision by a gifted director, and even more gifted actors. I just wish everyone in the film industry had so much courage.

    7.5/10.
  • Watching this movie is like being trapped in a very small room with a large group of self important, navel gazing, artsy fartsy, New York art scene know-it-alls. This thing is so bad in every area, I can't believe it won or was nominated for anything. This movie even made sex boring!!! I can't believe the person responsible for Hedwig & The Angry Inch could be this uninteresting. The final scene where "Justin Bond" seemingly becomes Roz Russell while singing a song about everybody getting it in the "end", as no less than a marching band comes traipsing into the room, should have been funny but fell so flat that my ears are still ringing from the loud "thud". What a disappointment! Shame on you JCM!
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