

Rotting in the Sun

A filmmaker facing an existential crisis goes on a vacation to a Mexican gay nudist beach, where he meets a social media celebrity who convinces him to collaborate with him on his new TV show. But one disappears and another embarks on a wild journey through Mexico City to find him.
In "Rotting in the Sun," the director takes on a caricature of himself, portraying a suicidal, self-loathing artist caught in the throes of drug addiction who embarks on a quest for inner peace on a nudist beach. This film certainly doesn't refrain from pushing the boundaries of decency, boldly serving up explicit gay sex, public defecation, and meticulously calibrated jokes to humiliate every single character on screen.
While it's the audacious side of the film that initially captivates (or repels) the viewer, its true value lies in its humor – smart, pitch-black, and dry. It’s a pity that it ends so roughly despite having been consistently exhilarating and well-paced for almost two hours.