You have to be willing to accept a lot of nonsense if you’re going to make it through “Honeyglue,” beginning with the title. I’ll explain that later.
The main plotline is that 20-something Morgan (Adriana Mather) has an inoperable brain tumor and three months to live. Telling her parents she’s going to a movie, she goes instead to a club where she meets gender-fluid Jordan (Zach Villa).
He finds her fascinating though too inquisitive; they exchange mutual off-putting remarks and she leaves, but not before (1) she gives Jordan an incorrect phone number, and (2) Jordan steals her wallet.
Naturally, they will get together despite the dyspeptic comments of Morgan’s conservative dad Dennis (Christopher Heyerdahl), even fall in love and (gasp!) marry, sharing a honeymoon driving trip up what appears to be the California coast.
If filmmaker James Bird had just stuck to this, he’d have a derivative but rather charming story. And if you, the viewer, can ignore the other nonsense, you may find yourself enjoying it too.
But in the interest of full disclosure, I should mention the inexplicable (or at least unexplained) stuff, like Jordan having an MD tied up in his building-top tent (for medical emergencies, get it?).
And some Hispanic thugs who beat Jordan for failure to pay a mysterious loan, a plot point that should have been left on the cutting-room floor.
Still, these two oddballs are kind of cute together, and let’s face it, no one likes to contemplate imminent death. That these two do manage to escape that reality, even for a fleeting breath of freedom, seems worth pursuing.
Oh, and that goofy title? Jordan is a sometime graphic artist who is documenting his relationship with Morgan as that between a dragonfly boy (Morgan) and a honeybee princess (you guessed it, Jordan).
At one point the queen bee (who thinks bees should stick to their own kind) makes sure the princess bee is covered with honey so that only other bees will be attracted to (and stick to) her.
Okay, it’s out there, but no more so than the rest of this improbable but sometimes charming fable.
Available on demand. Rated R for language, some sexuality and drug use.