

Tomei is very fine as a woman laboring and mostly succeeding to be good. Lithgow and Molina caress easily, comfortable with silence they know each other’s soft spots. I loved Lithgow’s dreamy sadness and Molina’s heavier one-George knew that by going public with his love, he was putting them both at risk. The piano soundtrack, heavy on Chopin, is conducive to meditation, and the actors are in tune with its gentleness. Love Is Strange is drab-looking and has its longueurs, but it’s emotionally very full. It takes a village to keep us all afloat. But I think this tale of woe can principally be seen as a plea for a heightened sense of community. The grim irony at the heart of Love Is Strange is that something as boundary-bursting as a gay marriage can trigger-even in progressive New York-a backlash.
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As the movie goes on … and on … there is little to do except feel very, very bad and wonder at the meaning of Sachs and co-writer Mauricio Zacharias’s story. George, for his part, must endure the boisterous parties of his hosts, who are almost 30 years his junior. In the first scene, Kate (Marisa Tomei), the wife of Ben’s nephew, gives a fulsome wedding toast, her tongue loosened by the beauty of the union, but exposed to Ben’s chatty presence on a daily basis, her irritation mounts. This is not an easy film to watch, given the general awkwardness. As a consequence of marriage, they can no longer sleep side by side. George settles in on the sofa of a pair of young gay cops, and Ben winds up in the bottom bunk in his sullen teenage nephew’s bedroom.

Now the affection of those wedding toasters will be tested. After he’s cast out of the job he loves, he and Ben (71, a retired painter) must sell their apartment (a 25 percent co-op “flip tax” kills them) and move in with whoever has the room to put them up. The problem is that legal does not mean church-sanctioned-and George directs a Catholic-school choir. In the first scene, a gay couple, Ben (John Lithgow) and George (Alfred Molina), tie the knot after 39 years while their friends and relatives cheer, everyone giddy that the couple finally has the legal right to wed. In the movie, it’s not love but New York real estate that’s strange-the result of an economy in which so many people are so few paychecks away from homelessness. Ira Sachs’s bittersweet winter-of-life romantic drama, Love Is Strange, is strangely titled.
