I knew I was attracted to men before I knew I was Attracted To Men. It began at my summer camp, a small wooded refuge tucked away in northern Wisconsin. There, one or two hundred boys or so, from age 9 to 15, played, swam, canoed, sailed, crafted, cooked, gathered, laughed, cried. I crushed. (I did those other things, too.)
Xavier Legrand’s film “Custody,” which I watched this past weekend at the Chicago International Film Festival, centers around a custody battle in which two children, a boy who looks to be about 9 or 10 years old and a girl nearing her 18th birthday with one foot already out the door, feel threatened by their father. Their protestations fail to persuade a judge to avoid granting some degree of custody to the father.
My first day at the Chicago International Film Festival, held at the AMC River East 21 downtown where regularly scheduled film screenings and selections from some of the most elite film festivals around the world mingle together, featured two consciously political films from French directors.