1. Derek Pearce says

    They should have left the original Dutch voiceover and had English subtitles instead. But boy do I know that feeling of being mesmerized by cuties on the subway!

  2. Richard says

    The object of attraction is Raynor Arkenbout, who played Edwin Bouwhuis, the hot boyfriend of Lucas Sanders in the Dutch Soap “Goede Tijden, Slechte Tijden”… Lekker!

  3. adam says

    Yeah, that pretty much sums up my bus rides. I however, don’t go chasing after the guy. Also the hardest part about bus rides is seeing straight couples. If I see a gay couple, I can at least feel solidarity with them. But nothing makes me more lonely than watching a happy straight couple in absolute love.

  4. ratbastard says

    That is one beautiful, spacious, uncrowded subway train. Certainly not the cattle cars I have to take. I love all the double seats, not the benches they have in my city where everybody must sit facing each other. The trains get so crowded here that they run cars with no seats [everyone standing up] to squeeze more people on.

    No, I don’t relate ti this video.

  5. William says

    @Adam: When I see two straight people in love, I don’t see straight. I see in love. The sentiment is the same, straight or gay. And nothing makes me feel more connected the the humanity of the people I’m commuting with than watching two of them express deep, mutual affection. 😀

  6. xael says

    @fenrox ..”God damn. You JUST saw a cute guy on the train… MADLY IN LOVE? Such hyperbolic crap”….i have to say some people find it just like that !!!

    i like it !!! the boys are cute the music is nice and the story seems real… i can relate yep …sometimes i can’t get myself to say hi …… i will listen to music like that on my ipod on my way back home today and i hope i fall in love

    be happy people …and if you dont got anything nice to say … buy some bubble gum and chew !!!!

  7. Eric says

    I think I get the point this film is trying to make, but I think there is a fundamental flaw at its heart: women are not automatically safe approaching random strangers.

    This reminds me of the story I read from a teacher that related how a young man in his class told in class how creeped out he felt when approached by a guy, I think it was a bus. The teacher explained that the student felt that way because for the first time he was an object of sexual desire, desired by someone that might have had more power than him. The teacher went on to explain that this is what women face all the time: any man can be a potential friend, or a potential attacker. The teacher said that as soon as he/she said that, all of the females in the room started shaking their heads, and all of the males looked stunned: they had no idea.

    Of course, the reality is that all of us, everyone, even straight males, may be attacked at any time. Safety is a myth.

  8. jim says

    Um, he already yelled “hey!” to the guy and had his, obviously non-threatening, attention–THAT’s the hard part in a scenario like this! He couldn’t just say his name and ask if the hottie wanted to get coffee or a drink? Meh, maybe it’s a Dutch cultural thing, but to me it makes no sense; can’t suspend my disbelief for this one.

  9. SayTheTruth says

    Being mentally mature is hard for everyone. For many LGTB is harder, as the space for fantasy forcibly has to widen given the “always the minority” fact.
    Making a stranger the deposit of wild and capricious fantasies born from unfulfilled desires is bad enough. Dreaming that one should destroy or change oneself to grasp those unreal fantasies is even worse.
    People are people, defects and virtues included, no blank drawing boards for our desires. Accept yourself first and maybe someone will accept you as you are.

  10. Johnn says

    it’s okay to ogle attractive people on the transit. if they ogle back, it’s a sign they might be interested too. sometimes holding the gaze of a sexy stranger is the hottest thing in the world!

  11. Joe says

    Hope can be dangerous. The narrator in english really destroyed the atmosphere of the movie. The actoe , the beared one, is a famous soap actor. He plays a gay character. Nope, he is not gay.

  12. Insensitivefools says

    Ok. This guy is such a coward he makes himself completely unattractive. He is so fearful that even in his FANTASIES he is afraid to be gay so he imagines himself a woman. Dude, it’s a fantasy in your own head… can at least be gay there, can’t you? Heck, you can even imagine you are doing more with the cute boy than flirting and hugging…you can allow yourself a sex fantasy…no one will know!
    But instead, you dream that you are a woman so you don’t have to deal with being gay even in your dreams.
    And when you meet the guy you don’t even have the cujones to say “You forgot your scarf. I’m _____. What’s your name? You have a great smile.”
    Epic fail.
    Even if the cute stranger is gay, he would be turned off by your utter lack of a spine.

  13. Insensitivefools says

    Oh, and try starting with “I’d like to go on a date with you” “rather than “I’m in love with you” when approaching someone you’ve never even met. It will work better for both of you.

  14. StudioTodd says

    I think the person who needed to be fearful was not Leonard.

    How creepy was he…just standing next to the other guy at the exit…holding onto his scarf…wordlessly staring at him…then following him off the train…

    Serial killer behavior…

  15. Rob says

    kd lang once introduced “Constant Craving” at a concert by saying that we all yearn for each other. It really stuck in my head and this lovely film brings it to mind.

    And the only Dutch sentence I know “ik ben gek op jou” is in there! I’m crazy about you. Very sweet.

  16. Chuck Mielke says

    Ay, caray! What a world of emotions in this tiny film! From the savor of internalized homophobia to the over-the-top emotionality of people in their 20’s or 30’s. I’ve always been comfortable as a man, so I don’t much relate to the “I wish I were a woman so I could attract this guy” imagery, but I definitely relate to the fear of rejection. I also note that, by going after the boy with the scarf, Leonard has laid some ground work upon which he may build on a later date. Sequel?

  17. Paul Keckonen says

    I see I am not the only one who found Leonard to be creepy and a quasi-stalker. Get real, he has the scarf yet stands at the subway car door like he is searching for a pick up line to use? Even the most socially inept would at the least blurt out “you forgot this” or something of the sort. Having that forgotten personal belonging is a given first opening move for anybody, and having survived shyness in social situations I know a bit about it.
    Staring at someone with a look on your face like a calf with constipation is not a good thing either.
    On a related note,I have seen a guy while on my daily power walks for about a month, he biking to a fishing spot, me fast walking in the opposite direction. What began as nodding or saying “hey” progressed to last week him commenting on how much I walk, to yesterday him stopping and introducing himself. If I see him today…who knows.

  18. Peter says

    I really can relate to this. It happened to me way back in college in New York City, early 1970s. I saw this great looking, tall guy, my age on the subway almost every evening but I never had the guts to do anything about it. Of course, that was a very different time. Hope he’s happy, I am.

  19. Drew says

    I’ve seen many hot (to me) guys, but there are a few that have that Something Special. Some of you would “never fall in love at first sight” or think this guy is a fool. Well, I just contend that you haven’t encountered those few men who can put you head over heels at a moment’s notice.

  20. DannyEastVillage says

    I met my partner on the subway platform at Herald Square – a very handsome Korean man. It was awkward, of course, because he’s Asian and Asian people in NYC don’t take the approach of “strangers” as easily as on the West coast. Anyway, we kept sneaking peeks at each other from across the platform. I’d noticed him once or twice before on the platform and was beside myself to speak to him while carefully leaving the ball in his court. I finally forced myself–forced myself–to walk over to him and ask him if he would take my phone number. That’s all. He shocked me by saying “yes.” I quickly stooped down and got a pen from my knapsack before he could change his mind and wrote it down. That was on a Friday at rush hour. The following Monday he shocked me by–calling!

    That was in the Spring of 1999. 13 years later, just the sound of his voice over the phone can still makes gooseflesh run up and down my body.

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