Fifteen Days thrives on its shamelessness about what it is.
Light and a little cringe, this Brazilian gay rom-com leans into its specificity to make a bigger impact
Image credits: Fifteen Days Scene (Reproduction)
LGBTQIAPN+ teen storytelling faces a dilemma that is uniquely its own within contemporary film and TV. Ever since titles like The Way He Looks (2014), Love, Simon (2018), and Heartstopper (2022-) showed, even if only sporadically, that there is an appetite for light, youthful stories about queer relationships in Brazil and around the world, critics and the community itself have judged these titles along conflicting axes.
Above all, they exist on a scale of respectability vs. representation, where these films are criticized both for including too much sexuality (because it alienates the heterosexual audience whose endorsement could help fight homophobia) and for including too little sexuality (because it erases a crucial aspect of queer characters’ lived experience). And the desire to fit in, to be included in mainstream traditions, spills over into the audience’s relationship with the genre clichés embraced by the film in question.
How much do we actually want a gay rom-com made in the same sterile, fanciful mold as straight rom-coms? Fifteen Days answers that question with an enthusiasm that disarms easy criticism. Adapting the book by Vítor Martins, which became a landmark in its market (the publishing world got past this supposed dilemma a long time ago, and did so by investing in every profitable niche), director Daniel Lieff (Tremembé) makes a teen romantic comedy that is not the least bit ashamed of being exactly that.
Add to that an American sitcom-style visual design, with production designer Nathalia Siqueira (Últimas Férias) cramming Felipe’s (Miguel Lallo) and Rita’s (Débora Falabella) apartment with blankets and colorful decorative items, in a setting that feels more like The Middle and Modern Family than Pedro Almodóvar. Inside this artificial matchbox, cinematographer Fernando Young (Fim) captures everything with a polished, upscale sheen, doing everything possible to smooth over the rougher edges of the story the film has to tell.
Speaking of which: in Fifteen Days, Felipe is a gay, overweight boy who is bullied at school and prefers to shut himself off from the world through his TV shows and movies rather than deal with the possibility of romantic rejection. Then his single mother, Rita, agrees to host Caio (Diego Lira), the neighbor’s son, in their home for two weeks while the boy’s parents travel – right in the middle of school break. Outgoing, athletic, and apparently straight, Caio is Felipe’s opposite, paving the way for a good old-fashioned teen enemies-to-lovers story.
The screenplay, written by Ray Tavares and Vítor Brandt (Back to 15), revels in the situations typical of this premise, emphasizing the conflict between the characters while letting time gradually draw them closer despite their differences. It’s an old, resilient formula because it works, and both writers (as did Martins in the original book, of course) know it, using the comfort it provides to work harder on the unique emotions that the queer dimension of this story can bring out.
Fifteen Days has a genuinely satisfying and affecting ending in that dramatic sense. And while Miguel Lallo carries Felipe largely through sheer charisma, Diego Lira brings genuinely tortured nuances to Caio, through sidelong glances and well-timed pauses in his speech – which is crucial in making him an engaging romantic lead rather than an empty pretty boy. It’s a film that fully embraces the fantasy of its genre, and even of others, in fun isolated scenes that emulate the style of film noir and musicals.
For that very reason, it’s hard to judge it by the impossible standard applied to other attempts in this LGBTQIAPN+ youth cinema, with adjectives like “harmless” or “sanitized.” After all, there’s no point in criticizing a work for exactly what it so openly and effortlessly claims to be.
*Fifteen Days opens in Brazilian theaters on June 18.