Sexually blunt, bleak, and desperate, My Hustler feels refreshingly honest and ahead of its time. The first of two outstanding takes set up a peculiar bet where an old queen bets his female neighbor and a swarthy passerby that they can't seduce his hustler. The second, better composed and more atmospheric shot, has the passerby and hustler in the bathroom as they shower, shave, and chat. The smooth attempts to win the bet are tinged with sadness; these are clearly people longing for love who think this hustler could be the one. In the end, all the characters make their shameless attempts to woo him and none seems to win out. Though it's plainly improvised and the first shot seems a bit jumbled, this is too much of an experience to be denied.
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