The film opens with a static shot of what appears to be a function room
that's either under renovation or about to be dressed up for the next
event. The shot is accompanied by weird breathing and whimpering - and
then the scene shifts to a guy (Douglas Reese) sitting on a public toilet
looking unnaturally tense ... and after a while we learn that he's
actually waiting for an opporttunity to jerk off out of everyone's earshot
- which he does eventually (though out of sight, the camera remains
transfixed to the upper part of his body).
Now everybody is to
think about the content of the film what they may, but it's an interesting
experiment, somehow reminiscent of Andy Warhol's Blow Job perhaps,
to tell a story through facial expressions while the actual story (if you
may) takes place at a while other part of one's body. And even if I'm in no
habit to watch men masturbating (and there's no way of telling if the
jerk-off part of the movie was even real or simulated), the approach of
this film is rather inspired.