Alex Strangelove [updated] Review
At its center is Alex Truelove (Daniel Doheny), a name that feels almost cruelly ironic. Alex is a good student, a good boyfriend, and a good son. He and his equally charming girlfriend, Claire (Madeline Weinstein), have designed the perfect senior year roadmap: lose their virginity to each other in a scheduled, tasteful, low-pressure “sex weekend.” For Alex, a self-proclaimed "planner," this is the logical final step. The problem is that Alex has been looking at sex as a checkbox, not a feeling.
The film’s genius is in its deconstruction of the "late bloomer" myth. Alex isn't repressed or visibly tortured. He’s simply convinced that his lack of lust for Claire is due to nerves, inexperience, or the clinical absurdity of the act itself. His internal monologue—a series of frantic, Wes-Anderson-lite listicles—is hilarious because it’s so desperately logical. He tries to troubleshoot desire like a bug in software. Alex Strangelove
She doesn’t scream or cry hysterically. Instead, she calmly deduces the truth: "You are not broken, Alex. You are just gay." At its center is Alex Truelove (Daniel Doheny),
