With more than a nod to Charlie Kaufman this fun metafiction centred around Athens’ queer scene has plenty of sun, sea and acres of male flesh

Two men lie on the beach debating how to write a screenplay. One is conventionally hunky: muscular, naturally hirsute but neatly trimmed, with thick dark brows and the kind of lantern jaw that casting directors in the 1940s would have immediately drafted into a pirate adventure opposite Tyrone Power. The other is slender and feline with pink and blue hair, sharp, perceptive eyes, and the sort of eyebrows where it feels like one is permanently arched even when it isn’t.

They are Demos and Nikitas, and we quickly learn that they are besties who frequent the various locales of Athens’ queer scene and had dreams at one point of being actors, and in Nikitas’ case, directing too. He asserts, with an equal mixture of admiration and jealousy, that Xavier Dolan acts in his own films and had already released four features by the time he was the same age as Nikitas.

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