Head On

« To yearn for things, to rail against family, against conventions, to go right to the edge… » Ari’s parents are in his face. Study. Stay home. Marry. Get a job. Lying is the only way to get them off his back. Little sister Alex is out there now. Got a Lebanezo boyfriend. Ari’s no-one to preach. He’s just glad to get his vibrator back. His brother Peter sits around his flat talking with his uni friends. Words don’t mean shit to Ari. And they don’t stop the boredom. Ari’s watching Sean who’s just moved in. Full on. Betty’s a friend and she hates it as much as Ari. Her Brother Joe has just sold out to the triple-fronted marriage and mortgage wog dream. Joe was always going to give in. His old friend Johnny wears a dress. A way of standing up against the hypocrisy. Ari’s not like Johnny. He wants to be a man and to have a man. Come on. Poutana skila. Whore dog. Ari’s been fed on his father’s insults. Now he wants the contempt of the respectable world. It’s his escape route. It’s the only way he can be free. Full on.