Review: Documentary 'Lover of Men' raises the question of whether Abraham Lincoln was gay, and is most interesting in examini why the question matters

When the documentary “Lover of Men: The Untold History of Abraham Lincoln” is following its stated assignment — recounting the life of our 16th president, and the evidence that he had romantic and possibly sexual relationships with male companions — it’s satisfactory, but not compelling.

Where director and co-writer Shaun Peterson delivers a riveting message is in dissecting the ways this idea — that the guy on Mount Rushmore, the penny and the $5 bill was queer — has been dismissed or suppressed by generations of historians, and what that erasure says about what history means for marginalized communities in America.

The historians interviewed here discuss four significant relationships with male companions Lincoln had over his life.

• Bill Greene, whom Lincoln hired to work at his store in New Salem, Illinois in 1831 — and with whom Lincoln shared a tiny cot.

• Joshua Speed, who sublet his apartment in Springfield, Ill., to Lincoln in 1837, when Lincoln arrived as a new lawyer — and the two shared a bed for four years.

• Elmer Ellsworth, a dashing officer in the Union Army — and the first Union officer to die in the Civil War, which reportedly left Lincoln disconsolate.

• Capt. David Derickson, who was Lincoln’s bodyguard and companion from September 1862 to April 1863 — and reportedly shared Lincoln’s bed when the First Lady, Mary Todd Lincoln, was away.

Historians have argued for decades about whether these relationships were sexual or romantic, or whether men sharing a bed was just the habit of the time. The historians Peterson has assembled here clearly are in the first camp — and argue that those who dismiss such discussions of Lincoln’s sexual identity are missing a larger point about what happens when all the history books are written by straight white males.

The examination of the fluid nature of sexual identity in the mid-19th century is film’s most fascinating discussion. Yes, the experts here note, Lincoln was married to a woman and had three children — but they also argue that such a marriage was expected for anyone harboring political ambitions, regardless of their romantic feelings or sexual attraction. 

Relationships between two men, the experts say, were not as reviled as they became — and that shift, they say, was promulgated both by Christian churches and the nation’s new religion, science, through which the white male elite tried to solidify their power by “othering” marginalized groups. One of the people blamed most strongly for demonizing same-sex attraction, the movie says, was the psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud, who helped bring the word “homosexual” to its place in the language.

“Lover of Men” will not convince a lot of skeptics, or those who find their own identity challenged by the very notion of America’s most revered president being queer. (Reportedly, moviegoers seeing the conservative-leaning biopic “Reagan” over Labor Day weekend were outraged when the “Lover of Men” trailer played.) Those interested in seeing American history through another lens, and in hearing a discussion of why those different lenses matter, will be intrigued.

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‘Lover of Men: The Untold History of Abraham Lincoln’

★★★

Opens Friday, September 6, at the AMC West Jordan 12. Not rated, but probably PG-13 for some sexual references and mature themes. Running time: 103 minutes.

Review: The strained thriller 'Afraid,' about a family terrorized by A.I., is more artificial than intelligent

The suspense thriller “Afraid” is a slickly produced but dimly conceived mishmash of every dime-store tech analyst’s worry about artificial intelligence, tied together with an idiotic home invasion narrative.

Curtis and Meredith Pike (John Cho and Katherine Waterston) would seem to have an enviable upper-middle-class California life. Curtis works for a high-paying marketing firm, where he can spin pitches about how they don’t sell products but tell stories. Meredith is stay-at-home mom to their three kids — teen Iris (Lukita Maxwell), 10-year-old Preston (Wyatt Lindner) and first-grader Cal (Isaac Bae) — who’s just restarting her work to get her Ph.D. as an insect biologist.

They would seem to be the last family to need the help of a hyper-intelligent A.I. system, called Aia, that his boss, Marcus (Keith Carradine), wants to attract as a marketing client. Curtis meets Aia’s human developers, Lightning (David Dastmalchian) and Sam (Ashley Romans), and agrees to have Aia installed in the family home for a test run.

At first, Aia — voiced by Havana Rose Liu, who also plays Lightning and Sam’s assistant, Melody — seems like a benign household helper. It encourages Cal and Preston to do their chores, offers Iris an assist on her college application essay, and orders organic foods for Meredith to ready-pack for the kids’ lunches. 

But Curtis starts to suspect some more sinister at work, in part because Sam and Lightning are just a little off. (Note to casting directors: Dastmalchian — after his work in “The Last Voyage of the Demeter,” “The Boogeyman” and “Late Night With the Devil” — is a little on-the-nose if you’re trying to signal eerie menace in your movie.)

Every story scared parents know about their kids and technology — from a concern about too much screen time to fears of their daughters being edited into deepfake porn — gets turned into a clever plot point, as Aia’s fierce protectiveness toward the children turns aggressive and even murderous.

If writer-director Chris Weitz (“The Golden Compass,” “The Twilight Saga: New Moon”) had kept this good-looking but shallow thriller in that groove, he might have had something. But when the script tries to tell Aia’s origin story, the movie goes off the rails. I won’t try to explain the backstory, partly to avoid spoilers but mostly because it doesn’t make a lick of sense.

Cho and Waterston, both strong actors, do their best through the movie’s choppy pacing — which makes one suspect that half the movie got left behind in the edit. Waterston is particularly good in an isolated moment when Aia tries to manipulate her emotions. 

But there’s not much to be done with a movie like “Afraid,” that sets up its technological boogeyman in such a hermetically sealed way that genuine terror — or any other non-algorithmic emotion — can’t penetrate. Better to log off and touch grass.

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‘Afraid’

★★

Opens Friday, August 30, in theaters everywhere. Rated PG-13 for sexual material, some strong violence, some strong language, and thematic material. Running time: 83 minutes.

Review: 'Slingshot' is a space drama with a lot of good ideas but not enough of a story to pull them together

There are some intriguing ideas in the science-fiction drama “Slingshot” — about the emptiness of space and the loneliness of ambition — but too many of them are floating free, with nothing to which they can tether.

We meet John (Casey Affleck) as he awakes from drug-induced hibernation on a spaceship, the Galaxy One, journeying from Earth to Titan, Saturn’s largest moon and the only object in space, besides Earth, to have stable liquid on its surface. But it’s not water, but methane.

John is one of three crew members director Mikael Håfström (who made the Stephen King adaptation “1408”) has placed on this vessel, as it prepares to slingshot past Jupiter to make the trip to Titan. The others are Capt. Franks (Laurence Fishburne), the commander, and Nash (Tomer Capone), a navigator who’s increasingly paranoid about Franks’ unflinching support for the mission.

As tension increases between Franks and Nash, John finds he can’t completely trust what he’s seeing. He starts having flashbacks to before leaving Earth — involving Zoe (Emily Beecham), one of the designers of Galaxy One, with whom John hooked up back home. As the ship gets closer to Titan, John finds he has trouble trusting what Franks and Nash are saying, or knowing who’s actually on board.

Håfström and writers R. Scott Adams and Nathan Parker create a claustrophobic little space opera — aside from those four actors, the only significant speaking role belongs to David Morrissey as the Mission Control leader back on Earth — that delves into the dangers of space travel, the side effects of hibernation drugs, the survival instincts of moths and the tug-of-war between love and ambition. The biggest struggle, as the Galaxy One zooms past Jupiter, comes from John trying to understand what’s real and what’s in his head.

Affleck gives a gripping performance, capturing John’s confrontation of his own weaknesses and his descent into possible madness in measured doses. He’s well matched by Fishburne, whose usual paternal presence masks something more menacing.

The script’s smart ideas don’t come together into a satisfying whole — particularly in the movie’s final scene, which presents two possible outcomes for John, and doesn’t give viewers enough to build empathy for or make sense of his final choice. In the end, “Slingshot” may make viewers feel whipsawed by the missed opportunity here.

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‘Slingshot’

★★1/2

Opens Friday, August 30, in theaters everywhere. Rated R for language and some violence/bloody images. Running time: 109 minutes.

Review: "The Crow" is a dark, downbeat supernatural revenge thriller that takes way too long to get moving

Director Rupert Sanders’ adaptation of James O’Barr’s comic book “The Crow” is a slow slog through some dark territory — a movie that’s narratively, cinematically and morally murky. 

In an unnamed and regularly rain-soaked city, Shelly (played by the English musician-actor FKA twigs) is in fear for her life, after a friend sends her a video clip that features the tycoon Vincent Roeg (Danny Huston) doing something gruesome and illegal. Roeg — who makes vague comments about having been alive for centuries — sends his goons, led by the icy killer Marion (played by Finnish actor Laura Birn), on her scent. 

To evade Marion’s minions, Shelly gets herself arrested for drug possession and lands in a rehab facility. It’s there that Shelly meets Eric (Bill Skarsgård), and the two outcasts quickly fall in love. When Marion and her goons show up at the rehab center, Shelly and Eric slip off their ankle monitors and jump the razor-wire fence to escape. But Marion and her minions quickly track the pair and kill them.

It tells you a lot about this movie’s supernatural inklings that the is not the end of the movie. Instead, Eric wakes up in a train station overwhelmed by plant life and a mysterious man (Sami Bouajila) who informs Eric that both he and Shelly are dead — but, because Eric’s soul is unsettled, he has the chance to hang around and seek revenge on the people responsible for Shelly’s death.

It takes Sanders and screenwriters Zach Baylin and William Josef Schneider about 45 minutes to get to that point, something the trailers — and the advance knowledge provided to anyone who saw director Alex Proyas’ infamous 1994 version, in which star Brandon Lee was killed during filming by a badly handled prop weapon — could have told them in far less time. 

Around the midpoint, shortly after Eric’s arrival in purgatory, the movie shifts gears and delivers some of the bloody action sequences that viewers were promised. The highlight is a balletic and blood-drenched set piece where the seemingly undying Eric takes a samurai sword and slices and dices a bunch of armed gunmen. The splashes of red are the only real color that cuts through the dark grays shown in every frame.

Getting to that point takes a ridiculously long time, though that’s filled nicely with some artfully staged romantic scenes between Skarsgård and twigs. The mythology, of the undead but undying, is never adequately explained, and the moral conundrum presented by Roeg’s evil wizardry is presented as a crucial turning point but it never gets its full airing. “The Crow” flies unsteadily, and with a dismaying lack of speed, toward a destination that’s all too familiar.

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‘The Crow’

★★1/2

Opens Friday, August 23, in theaters everywhere. Rated R for strong bloody violence, gore, language, sexuality/nudity, and drug use. Running time: 111 minutes.

Review: 'Good One' brilliantly captures the discomfort of a teen daughter learning hard truths about her father

When I first reviewed the father-daughter drama “Good One” at the Sundance Film Festival in January, I complained that the plot didn’t have enough meat to it. But over the months since, what does happen in this beautiful and observant drama has stuck with me like few other movies have.

Sam (played by Lily Collias) is a 17-year-old girl packing for a weekend hiking trip with her dad (James LeGros). The plan is to hike three days in the Catskills, with Dad’s old friend Matt (Danny McCarthy) and Matt’s son Dylan. At the last minute, though, Dylan cancels, leaving Sam alone to deal with the bruised egos of two divorced dads.

The early scenes set the differences between the two men. Dad is much more serious about hiking than Matt, and chastises him for the extraneous items in his backpack and for eating in his tent — which, as Dad notes, is practically inviting bears to enter their camp. “You can be as reckless as you want with your kid, but not when it’s my daughter,” Dad tells Matt.

Generally, though, the trip is pretty laid back, as writer-director India Donaldson zeroes in on the small details of these three people on their hike and the beautiful scenery of the Catskills where it’s filmed.

It turns out to be a small detail — almost a throwaway line of dialogue, really — that turns this low-stress hiking trip into something more sinister, and forces Sam to reconsider what she knows about Matt and what she thinks about her dad. There’s a later scene between Sam and Dad where the dialogue is pivotal, which puts the onus on Sam to decide what to do next.

LeGros and McCarthy give solid performances, but Collias is the breakout star here. In only her second movie (she had a supporting role in the disturbing 2022 Sundance drama “Palm Trees and Power Lines”), Collias subtly captures Sam’s shifting attitudes and her determination to take action when the men disappoint her. Collias must carry a lot on her shoulders, but her eyes and manner are captivating.

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‘Good One’

★★★1/2

Opens Friday, August 23, at the Broadway Centre Cinemas (Salt Lake City). Not rated, but probably R for language. Running time: 90 minutes.

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This review ran originally on this site on January 21, 2024, when the movie premiered at the 2024 Sundance Film Festival.

Review: 'Between the Temples' is a cringe-inducing comedy of discomfort, with sharp performances by Jason Schwartzman and Carol Kane

A crisis in faith spirals out of control in director Nathan Silver’s “Between the Temples,” and the movie’s narrative comes close to doing the same.

Ben Gottlieb, played by Jason Schwartzman, is a cantor in a synagogue in upstate New York who has been on sabbatical for nearly a year — because, we find out as the movie goes, of his wife’s accidental death just over a year earlier. He tries to sing at a temple service, but his voice won’t cooperate, and goes to hide in his room, in the house of his moms, Mira (Caroline Aaron) and Judith (Dolly de Leon). 

Ben’s boss, Rabbi Bruce (Robert Smigel), is generous and lets Ben continue to teach the bar and bat mitzvah kids to prepare them for their big event. One day, the class is interrupted by a non-traditional student: Carla O’Connor (Carol Kane), whom Ben recognizes as his grade-school music teacher. She’s retired and widowed, and tells Ben she wants to reconnect with her Jewish roots and take her bat mitzvah — and Ben, after some prodding, agrees to take her on.

The relationship between Ben and Carla takes some off-putting turns (aided in one scene by the hallucinogens in the tea her housemate makes for them). Further complications come from Carla’s adult son (Matthew Shear), and from Rabbi Bruce’s adult daughter, Gabby (Madeline Weinstein), who becomes a wee bit obsessed by the novel Ben’s late wife wrote. 

Silver, who co-wrote the script with C. Mason Wells, thrives in the chaos of throwing these slightly off-kilter characters together to see the sparks fly. There are fun comic bits of business — a door in Mira and Judith’s house that noisily doesn’t stay shut, or Rabbi Bruce’s penchant for cheating at golf — that add some depth to this story of grief, love and other uncomfortable feelings.

The high-wire act Silver and Wells perform ultimately can’t sustain itself — though there’s an epic dinner scene where everyone talks over each other in a symphony of anxieties. What holds “Between the Temples” together are the performances, particularly of Schwartzman as the morose cantor and Kane as the free-spirited older woman who learns that she’s still teaching him important lessons.

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‘Between the Temples’

★★★

Opens Friday, August 23, at the Broadway Centre Cinemas (Salt Lake City). Rated R for language and some sexual references. Running time: 111 minutes.

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This review ran originally on this site on January 19, 2024, when the movie premiered at the 2024 Sundance Film Festival.

Review: 'My Penguin Friend' is an animal adventure that's lightweight, light-hearted and light on the facts

There may not be a more sinister phrase to start a movie than “inspired by a true story” — because it’s a con, one employed in the timid adventure drama “My Penguin Friend,” that seduces the audience with a kernel of truth into ignoring how fanciful the rest of the popcorn bucket is.

The story is set in Ilha Grande, a fishing village on an island off the coast of Brazil. We meet Joao (Pedro Urizzi), a fisherman happily married to Maria (Amanda Magalhães), with a smiling young son, Miguel (Juan José Garnica). One day, Joao and Miguel are out on their small rowboat, a storm comes, and Miguel is thrown overboard and drowns.

After that tragic prologue, director David Schurmann picks up decades later, with Joao — now played by the French actor Jean Reno — hanging out near his old fishing buddies, or at home with Maria (played by Adriana Barraza, from “Babel”). Miguel’s death still weighs heavily on him.

At the same time, we’re shown a Magellanic penguin nesting in Patagonia, some 5,000 miles south in Argentina. The penguin joins his colony for their long migratory swim, but gets separated and caught in an oil slick. He’s nearly dead when Joao pulls him from the water and starts nursing him back to health. After a few weeks, the penguin heads to the water and swims away — and Joao and Maria think that’s the end.

Meanwhile, back in Patagonia, a trio of marine biologists (Alexia Moyano, Nicolás Francella and Rochi Hernández) are studying the rookery of penguins, and they spot one who’s a little different — because he’s seemingly not put off by human contact. They put a tag on his flipper and send him on his way.

Sure enough, the penguin returns to Ilha Grande, and to Joao and Maria, who are less surprised by his return than by the red plastic tag on his flipper. This being a family-friendly movie, the penguin — named DinDim (which is a type of ice pop in Brazil) — goes on wacky misadventures, like having the penguin waddle away from Joao and Maria’s beachside home into town, where someone shoots video on their phone that quickly goes viral. The video attracts both a TV reporter (Ravel Cabral) and those marine biologists.

Here’s where Schurmann and screenwriters Kristen Lazarian and Paulina Lagudi let that “inspired by a true story” label go to their heads. Seemingly unsatisfied with a gentle story of an elderly man who finds a penguin entering his life, the filmmakers inject artificial drama that’s laughably manipulative as it turns its human characters into idiots for the sake of its plot devices.

Generally, though, “My Penguin Friend” is a harmless enough diversion for kids, a throwback to the cheaply produced live-action “Wonderful World of Disney” entries of the ‘60s and ‘70s. Just don’t believe half of what’s in it, even after the movie shows footage of the real Joao and DinDim. 

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‘My Penguin Friend’

★★1/2

Opens Friday, August 16, in theaters. Rated PG for thematic content. Running time; 97 minutes.

Review: 'Alien: Romulus' puts a young cast through a nail-biting encounter with familiar xenomorphs for a thrilling extension of the franchise

The newest movie in the “Alien” franchise — “Alien: Romulus” — is a three-course meal of science-fiction horror: A tantalizing appetizer, a meat-and-potatoes main course, and the most outrageous cinematic dessert.

The set-up places the new movie in the franchise’s timeline, shortly after the events of the 1979 original “Alien” — as a dark spaceship recovers something from the wreckage of the Nostromo, the freighter that was destroyed in an effort to battle back against the H.R. Giger-designed xenomorphic creature. What they’ve recovered, we see before the opening credits are over, is that xenomorph. 

Cut to a forever-dark mining colony, where a group of young indentured laborers are trying to escape the company — Weyland-Yutani Corp., the mega-corporation that is the franchise’s true villains — and get to a free planet nine years away. To survive the trip in their rickety space cruiser, they need cryogenic chambers, and think they can steal some off of an abandoned ship that’s hovering close to the colony. 

The ringleader, Tyler (Archie Renaux), says they can get in and out in short order, before the ship — really a floating space lab — in an hour. Tyler needs help from a friend, Rain (Cailee Spaeny), because she has a “brother,” Andy (David Johnson), who’s a synthetic and therefore can talk to the space lab’s computer and get them through locked doors onboard.

The crew of the cruiser — besides Rain, Tyler and Andy, there’s the foul-mouthed Bjorn (Spike Fearn), optimistic Kay (Isabela Merced) and hotshot pilot Navarro (Aileen Wu) — get to the space lab, and discover it wasn’t abandoned, but attacked. 

This is where director Fede Alvarez (“Don’t Breathe,” the “Evil Dead” reboot) and his writing partner, Rodo Sayagues, shift into the movie’s second act. Here’s where the terror starts, as the creepy-crawly face huggers start going after our crew. There’s also another surprise in the lab: A half-destroyed synthetic, Rook, who — spoiler alert! — strongly resembles someone familiar to fans of the original movie. 

Then, after the cast thins out some, comes the third act, which I will not describe other than with one word: Whoa.

Among the solid ensemble, Jonsson gives a nicely calibrated performance as the synthetic Andy, navigating the character’s plot-driven personality shifts. And Spaeny — who’s having a good year after “Priscilla” and “Civil War” — is the strongest protagonist in the franchise since Sigourney Weaver’s Ellen Ripley.

Alvarez creates some nail-biting tension, though with more jump-scare tricks than Ridley Scott did in the original. (Scott remains an executive producer here.) He also proves himself a master of effects work, particularly in some clever zero-gravity sequences and the motion-capture work for that messed-up synthetic character. Alvarez is clearly a fan of the franchise (and includes a couple Easter eggs in the dialogue to prove it), and he makes “Alien: Romulus” a thrilling addition to it.

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‘Alien: Romulus’

★★★1/2

Opens Friday, August 16, in theaters everywhere. Rated R for bloody violent content and language. Running time: 119 minutes.