Drifter: A Hilariously Heartbreaking Journey Through Queer Identity
Let’s be honest, when Moritz follows his boyfriend to Berlin, he’s not just chasing love; he’s sprinting headlong into a romantic comedy that’s more like a tragicomedy on speed. Picture this: a fresh-faced lad, wide-eyed and bushy-tailed, only to find himself unceremoniously dumped faster than you can say, “Where’s my dignity?”
Once abandoned, Moritz is left to navigate the sprawling metropolis like a lost kitten in a lion’s den. Spoiler alert: Berlin is not just a city; it’s a queer carnival where everyone seems to know the rules except our dear Moritz. He flounders through a series of misadventures that would make even the most seasoned gay best friend cringe. From awkward encounters in trendy bars to being the only one at a techno party who doesn’t know how to properly vogue, Moritz is the poster child for ‘What Not To Do in Berlin.’
But fear not, dear reader! In his quest for self-discovery—think of it as a scavenger hunt but with more glitter and less direction—he stumbles upon a delightful group of queer friends who are as fabulous as they are dysfunctional. This ragtag bunch takes Moritz under their wings, introducing him to a world of flamboyance and fierce debates about masculinity that could make Plato weep.
As our protagonist mingles with this eclectic crew, he learns that masculinity is not a one-size-fits-all suit but rather a patchwork quilt of experiences, emotions, and a fair bit of eyeliner. He tries on various identities like one might try on shoes at a thrift store—some fit perfectly, while others leave him with blisters and a deep sense of regret.
In one particularly memorable scene, Moritz attends a queer art show that’s less about appreciating art and more about dissecting the social constructs of gender roles. Imagine a room full of people passionately discussing the meaning of a banana taped to a wall. Spoiler: the banana symbolizes the fragility of masculinity, and Moritz learns that sometimes it’s okay to peel back the layers.
By the end of his whirlwind journey, Moritz emerges not just as a man but as a multi-faceted human being who finally understands that identity is fluid, much like the cocktails he’s been consuming. He learns that it’s perfectly acceptable to mix a bit of glitter with a dash of vulnerability, and who knew that embracing your true self could be so liberating?
So, if you fancy a film that’s part coming-of-age tale, part queer odyssey, and all parts ridiculous, then Drifter is the movie for you. Just be prepared for a rollercoaster of emotions and a few too many moments where you’ll think, “Did that really just happen?” Spoiler: yes, yes it did.