The medium of film has the
potential to not only to move audiences emotionally, but to speak to
fundamentals in the human condition so that we may know ourselves (and each
other) better on the subterranean level of essences. The 2017
film, Call
Me by Your Name, is not “gay cinema” even though 17-year-old
Elio falls in love with Oliver, a 24-year-old beginning doctoral student when
the latter is staying with Elio and his parents at their villa in Italy during
the summer of 1983. Falling-in-love, so unmistakable once it has hit, is so
utterly human at the gut-level that the twists and turns in a narrative are but
superficial in comparison, and even the gender of the beloved may come to
matter less than would typically be assumed. In fact, both Elio and Oliver are
attracted to women, and after his summer stay Oliver calls the Perlmans during
a winter Jewish festival to announce that he is engaged; for even though Elio
fell for Oliver, Oliver is not in love with Elio. Elio must take the unrequited
love as a given, as about as hard as reality can be felt, and so Elio has the
choice of whether to suffer the loss or "stuff it" emotionally by
burning emotion itself from his very being. Precisely this decision
is the subject of a father-son talk that he has with his dad after Oliver
has left. It is the substance of that talk that anchors the film firmly in the
human condition, such that even the narrative, not to mention the fact that
Elio has fallen for a man, is transcended. It is just such a transcendence that
renders the medium of film so substantial, even meaningful, even if mostly just
potentially. Parsing the father-son dialogue will lay bare this thesis.
At the commencement of the
talk, it seems as if Elio’s dad does not grasp that his son has fallen for
Oliver. “You two had a nice friendship,” his father says. “Yeah,” Elio wantonly
replies. But his father is coy: “You’re too smart not to know how rare, how
special what you two had was.” Falling in love with another person, unlike friendship—interiorizing
another’s personality rather than merely liking it—is indeed rare, especially
if such love is not overlaid by sexual attraction. Nor is falling in love just
or primarily a matter of two intellects bonding. Accordingly, Elio’s dad says,
“Oliver may be intelligent, but he was more than intelligent. What you two had
had everything and nothing to do with intelligence. It was good. You’re both
lucky to have found each other because you too are good.” Everything
and nothing to do with intelligence—intriguing! It is the goodness of the
two men, rather than their respective intelligences, that is so important in
terms of achieving emotional intimacy without being eclipsed by fear (e.g., of infidelity or, even deeper, emotional betrayal as in abandonment). For trust is destined to be lacking between two
bad people as well as between a good and a bad person, whereas emotional trust
is naturally extant between two good people. Are people really so dichotomous,
however, as being either “good” and “bad”? Has not humanity gotten beyond the
stark division between heaven and hell, with nothing (but purgatory) in
between? Would it not be more accurate to speak of a spectrum on which we all
lie? Nietzsche would say definitely not.
In regard to sexual
“cheating,” for example, and lying in general, dichotomous categorization fits,
according to Nietzsche, who asserts: “it is part of the fundamental faith of
all aristocrats that the common people lie. ‘We truthful ones’—thus the
nobility of ancient Greece referred to itself.”[1]
Regarding the “most important nuance by virtue of which the noble felt
themselves to be men of a higher rank,” the designation of “good” included a
character trait: “They call themselves, for instance, ‘the truthful’; this is
so above all of the Greek nobility, whose mouthpiece is the Megarian poet
Theognis. The root of the word coined for this, esthlos, signifies one who
is, who possesses reality, who is actual, who is true; with a subjective
turn, the true as the truthful: in this phrase of conceptual transformation it
becomes a slogan and catchword of the nobility and passes over entirely into
the sense of ‘noble,’ as distinct from the lying common man, which is
what Theognis takes him to be and how he describes him . . .”[2]
It is “above all the liars” whom the strong regard as bad. “While the noble man
lives in trust and openness with himself (gennaios ‘of noble descent’
underlines the nuance ‘upright’ and probably also ‘naïve’), the man of ressentiment
is neither upright nor naïve nor honest and straightforward with himself.
His soul squints; his spirit loves hiding places, secret paths and back
doors, everything covert entices him as his world, his security, his
refreshment.”[3] In terms of being in—and even
beginning—a romantic relationship, the weak person who is a slave to momentary
desire, who is not constitutionally strong enough to master whichever instinctual
urge happens to be most powerful internally at a given moment, lacks being
in being so expediently mendacious, so the weakness is more fundamental than
merely being loosely tethered to truth. Behind the problem of achieving
emotional intimacy with such a sordid creature is the fact that he or she is
not fully there, hence not really with. To step closer to a person, look him or her directly in
the eyes, and speak directly, meaning spontaneously and therefore honestly,
is rarely achieved with such a person as one who lies as a matter of course. Such a
weak, slavish person may even wonder aloud to a prospective romantic partner, I’m
afraid I will be unfaithful and hurt whomever I am with. With? No trust,
and thus no genuine emotional intimacy can be had with such a person, hence,
no with. Accordingly, an abyss of pathos of distance ought to
separate good people, such as Elio and Oliver, from such a sordid creature whose
nature it is to hide in dark recesses of the soul rather than stand
boldly, eye to eye, with another person.
Neither Elio nor Oliver would get involved with a trophy
whore, for instance, who imposes his slave-holder’s openness to the trophy
having separate sex even with romantic attachment onto a prospective real relationship
characterized by genuine emotional intimacy. Such a promiscuous,
narcissistic bad person is actually in dire need of therapy. A societal
norm that eschews commitment and thus responsibility by imposing such a demand for
one-sided promiscuity onto what would otherwise be a genuine relationship, even
if such a norm is collectively proclaimed by the neurotic narcissists as
legitimate and even “good,” and thus rightly to be imposed, actually violates
human nature and is thus highly unethical. Yeah, I would feel
uncomfortable if my partner told me he would be having sex with someone he has
feelings for but knew before he knew me so I am supposed to accept
it, a healthy, well-adjusted human being even
in an open relationship would reluctantly admit, if only to oneself.
Slaves to momentary instinctual urges simply cannot be trusted, and are thus
incapable of emotional intimacy with a romantic partner. They cut themselves
off from good people, and thus ultimately detest themselves, for even amid lots
of sex, people who thwart commitment are alone. Even if they are formally in a
romantic relationship, even if merely in being deluded so by their respective
trophy-holders, they are alone. For only genuine emotional intimacy can bring
relief from that plight, and refusing to master seemingly intractable momentary
instinctual urges eclipses real connection and genuine emotion intimacy. Faced
with life without these things, a person might as well pray for the end of
time.
The reality of an authentic, close emotional connection
between two people gives rise to the tragedy that is in Shakespeare's Romeo
and Juliet. In that case, both of the protagonists, Romeo and Juliet,
are good people, and their love is mutual, so how dearly such a connection lost
is mourned, as if life itself were no longer deemed worth living without the
beloved. Relative to such a connection, mourning the loss of a bad person is
actually a blessing in disguise, and can come to be recognized as such in utter
relief, as in, I actually dodged a bullet, with the ungenerous help of
the beloved, whose heart is nonetheless as cold and unbendable as a hard rock
in winter. A pathos of distance, as if over the
dark oceans of time in the Book of Genesis, separates such a cold,
dispassionate person, who so easily severs oneself off emotionally even in the
face of another's suffering, from Elio and Oliver, whose mutual warmth
doubtlessly deserves the refreshment that swimming outside can provide on those
long, meandering sunny days that summer in northern Italy.
So, I think Elio’s dad is on
firm ground in highlighting how special it is that his son, a good person, has
fallen for another good person. The goodness is evinced not only in that trust
was a given for the two, but also by Elio saying of Oliver, “I think he was
better than me,” to which his father replies, “I’m sure he’d say the same thing
about you.” Elio in turn replies, “Yeah. He’d say the same thing.” With
his assertion of mutual goodness demonstrated, his father observes, “It
flatters you both.” How rare—how very special—a romantic relationship is
between two good, emotionally well-adjusted people.
But Oliver does not fall for
Elio during the summer, so even though the two men are good, no lasting
romantic relationship can, or even should, ensue. Ultimately, this
asymmetry undermines emotional trust, and the movie ends with Elio suffering
the consequences. Even between two good people, genuine emotional intimacy, and
the trust that is requisite, require that each person loves the other;
otherwise, the relationship is doomed in terms of intimacy. Most likely, the
person who is not in love will leave the person for another, as Oliver does in
the film by marrying someone else. The person left standing can either
stuff emotion itself, which Elio’s father wisely warns his son against, or
grieve the loss (for even love that is not reciprocated is real and the loss of
the beloved must be grieved in ongoing emotional pain).
Therefore, we can say, how
very rare, and how very, very special a relationship of mutual love
between two good people surely is! Holding such a rarified gem
between them, two people who are in love should move mountains to be and stay
together. No job is worth separation. I would flip burgers, one person
might say to the other in following him or her to another city where he or she
has a job offer. That Elio and Oliver could have been together permanently were
they both in love with each other is implied in the film by the fact that an
older gay couple comes to visit the Perlmans. The sad fact is, Oliver has not
fallen for Elio, and Elio must intellectually and emotionally accept
this reality. Recognizing this, Elio’s father observes, “And when you least
expect it, nature has cunning ways of finding our weakest spot. Just remember,
I am here.” Falling in unrequited love exposes us to human nature such that it
is felt at its weakest, perhaps most painful, spot.
Here again, Elio’s father
again brings up the dichotomy of good and bad people in how a person in Elio’s
position choses to deal with the emotional pain—and it is the sort of pain that
comes back unrelentingly every morning rather than quickly dissipates as soon
as the wind changes. “Right now, you may not wanna feel anything, maybe you
never wanted to feel anything,” Elio’s father says. “And maybe it’s not to me
you’d want to speak about these things, but feel something you obviously did.
Look, you had a beautiful friendship. Maybe more than a friendship. And I envy
you. . . . We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster, that we
go bankrupt by the age of 30, and have less to offer, each time we start with
someone new, but to make yourself feel nothing, so as not to feel anything.
What a waste.”
Indeed, what a
waste, for a sensitive heart that has not rashly eviscerated emotion
itself due to past emotional pain is among the most precious gems that can be loved.
Elio is sensitive, so his dad is worried that his son may flee from emotion
altogether and thus be emotionally unavailable for future relationships; after
all, Elio is only 17 years-old. Elio's father acknowledges something
emotionally more than a friendship has gripped his son, and
that that something is of such emotional depth that sensitive
person could rashly decide to rip out emotion from one’s very being in order
not to feel such pain. The dichotomy between good (meaning healthy) and bad
(meaning weak) lies in the choice that the person makes: caste out emotion
itself or accept the feeling of emotional pain as part of being fully human. I
think it is at this point that the film becomes significant. Elio, being good,
allows himself to feel the pain, and in fact the last scene of the film depicts
him in a sustained camera shot looking into the fireplace utterly hurt because
Oliver has just called to inform the Perlman’s of his engagement. That the
camera-shot is very long is ingenious, for such is the nature of that hurt. A
dull soreness can even come to be felt from the emotional grooves that form
from ongoing hurt before time can act as a thickener, or, as Nietzsche would
say, until forgetfulness can set in. Indeed, he states that forgetting is key
even to be able to love one’s enemies, and is not rejection an enemy?
One implication from the film’s last scene in which teary-eyed Elio stares into the fire in a fireplace is that he will be able to be fully emotionally available when he falls in love again (he is just 17 years-old), for he has not severed his emotional life as if feeling emotion were somehow toxic and thus to be expunged. He deserves to fall for a person who is also good in the sense of being willing to take hard choices in not conveniently forgetting promises made in favor of momentary urges. Drug addicts and sex addicts need not apply, for they are slaves to momentary desire and thus do not mature. Elio can offer genuine emotional intimacy wherein emotional trust is a given rather than felt as a vulnerability as is the case when the other person is weak. Beyond the last scene being able to serve as a lesson, or guide, on how to deal emotionally with the loss of a beloved, the father-son talk plus Elio’s decision not to repress emotion itself gets at a fundamental in what it means to experience being human. It isn’t all roses, for sometimes we feel even excruciating emotional hurt from unrequited love—the point being that it is a very good decision to be willing to feel rather than repress the feeling even though it comes back day after day until finally time, acting as a thickener, allows for moving on naturally.