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itâs summer bro can some faggot activity occur
cant stop thinking about how, not only is the entity caused by internalized homophobia, it is internalized homophobia. it is the physical manifestation of both naim and ryanâs shame and guilt.
there were so many scenes where i was on the edge of my seat because i couldnt be sure whether or not it was the real ryan/naim or if it was the entity, and im sure this was done on purpose by the production team; to instil fear in their audience so we can feel how ryan and naim did.
for example, the scene against the screen door where naim and ryan hold hands through the mesh. i had the instinct to yell at the screen because⊠what the fuck is naim doingâŠ.thats not ur bf thats a monster!!! so on and so forth. but then i realized that naim had to have known the risks of being so physically close and vulnerable with ryan in that moment, unknowing if itâs really him or if itâs the entity. and despite his uncertainty, naim continued to lean in, to get as physically close as he can to ryan, knowing it could be the death of him.
this movie has so many little treats âŠ.i need to rewatch immediately
i know there's something waiting for us
and what if i said that the scene where the entity puts its hand down naims throat is a parallel to the snake swallowing the frog at the beginning? what then?

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I love how leviticus doesn't shy away from sexuality. Disregarding the entity, the film's opening scene is literally a girl getting eaten out in a public pool shower. This is followed up immediately by naim and ryan's first kiss where ryan feels naim up through his jeans. Later we get a hand job in a public bus with people just a few rows down. Being a queer film trying to send the message that homophobia is harmful, there could've been the temptation to sanitise the queer relationships to appeal to straight audiences. Look how innocent and pure their love is! Isn't it wrong theyre being hated? But this film portrays queer teenagers like they are in real life, just as horny and reckless as straight teenagers. They're sexual and irresponsible but that doesn't change the fact that they're innocent and don't deserve the terrible things that happen to them.
picture this. youâre seventeen, new to town, wide-eyed and stumble-footed. youâre still waiting for the penny to drop. you dream that your mum wakes you with a packed suitcase and a smile bigger than sheâs ever given you, a grinning and self-effacing never mind! april fools! get up, lazy bum, weâre going home!
it doesnât come. days become weeks. at school, you were the shiny new toy long enough for the tiny year level of only twenty-six other kids to determine that youâre just as dull as everyone else in this town. youâre from a flyspeck nowhere just like here, but at least your nowhere had places you knew, faces you recognised, haunts you traced with bike tracks and footprints. your new pastor has a droning voice that is somehow impossible to let fade into background noise. your mum hangs desperately onto every word as if theyâre spoken to her directly. you canât remember the last time she looked at you like that.
thereâs a boy at school called ryan. in class, he leans back in his chair until the front legs lift off the floor, balancing on two plastic points against ancient carpet. he throws ripped chunks of his rubber at his friends when theyâre not looking. he never brings books or a pencil case to class, snickers in the back when the teachers are talking, mocks the girl with braces like all the other boys. when he smiles, you count his perfect white teeth. when heâs concentrating, he traces them with his tongue. you imagine how it might feel to replace his tongue with yours. it frightens you. at lunchtime, you sit on the edge of the oval alone watching fluffy clouds drift away, leaving you behind. ryan plays footy no matter the weather and ends most school days with dirt and grass stains on his uniform. in the change-rooms before phys ed, you watch him undress from the corner of your eye and pretend to be focused on tying up your shoes. all of him is golden, even the creamy skin of his stomach and thighs. you imagine how it would feel under your hands. it frightens you. sometimes you look up and find him already watching. and he doesnât look away or pretend he wasnât staring. your gazes lock and you can feel him peeling something away to look at a piece of you youâve always worked to hide. it frightens you.
it happens almost by accident. your bike is next to his in the bike shed. you arrive at the same moment one afternoon. he sometimes has a milk crate lashed to the back for his schoolbag and the sight of it makes you smile. you can feel that searching gaze as you unlock your bike from the rack. he just looks at you, hands on the handlebars and both feet still firmly planted on the cement floor. come on, he eventually says, swinging a leg over the worn leather seat. i wanna show you something.
you ride behind him and watch sweat darken the back of his shirt under the empty blue sky. you imagine how it might taste and it frightens you. the bikes are abandoned beside a gumtree losing its bark and he leads you through yellow grass that gives his hair a golden cast. youâre watching him, entranced by the stiffness in his movement. that languid, cool confidence is replaced by a kind of mechanical swaggerâa boy playing at casualness and failing terribly. you canât imagine why heâs trying so hard to seem tough. youâre so hypnotised by his performance that you nearly step on the snake with the frog in its mouth. when you rear back, yelling in shock and fear, ryanâs delight is cruel and his high, mocking laughter makes you feel hot and bristly. he prods the snake with a stick. his jibes land, the jab about a fear of heights, the rolling eyes. they all sting and you try not to let it show.
the floor in the abandoned mill is soaked in sunlight. motes of dust spin in the air, kicked up by your feet and the bits of refuse you throw around the space together. you snap into stillness at his warningâfunnel web, on your shoulderâand something ugly cracks inside you when it turns out to be another tease at your expense. youâre snarling fuck you, cunt before you can think and in another moment youâre both on that warm floor, twisting and wrestling and all you want is for him to cut to the fucking chase and tell you why youâre really here, and his body is hot on top of yours and his hands are tight around your wrists and that light-spun golden hair is falling in his eyes and heâs watching you glance at the place where heâs holding you down and your chest is tight and bursting and aching and his sudden kiss comes down so hard that you forget everything else that came before.
you wrench out of the kiss by instinct. his hands release your wrists. youâre panting now, staring up at him. heâs still. his face is open. you look at the softness of his parted lips and remember wanting to lick his perfect white teeth, wanting to taste his sweat, wanting to feel his body under your palms, and it puts a lightness in your belly that youâre convinced would have you floating away if not for his weight. you drag him down and try to kiss that lightness into his mouth.
the act melts away. he cups the back of your head as if youâre something fragile and runs his fingers through your hair. when you pull back to look at one another you find the lightness behind his eyes and something in you sings. he presses you down, all warmth and tenderness and a gentle hand moving low, a soft mouth against your neck. you turn your head to find yourselves reflected. you see the blurred shape of his hand moving over you, see how your head is tilted back in pleasure and your body presses up into his touch. you watch him peel it all away to reveal a piece of you youâve worked all your life to hide. it frightens you. you jerk away as if burned.
naim getting pulled out of his first kiss with ryan because he sees his reflection. getting to see what the two of them would look like to someone else, if they happened to see. ryan draped on top of him, kissing him, touching him where nobody has ever touched him before. naim kissing back with his hands in ryan's hair, body arching up to meet him. seeing himself be touched and kissed by a boy and eagerly kissing back. seeing his own want clearly on display being what makes him push ryan away and tell him they should stop. someone shoot me with a gun
after the funeral, naim finds ryan outside. i donât know what to do, he stammers. ryan reaches for him and he surrenders, seeking the warmth of his lips, the way ryanâs hands frame his neck and jaw, the easy press of their bodies. when they kiss, thereâs a desperation in it. itâs two bodies reassuring one anotherâiâm here with you, i forgive you, itâs going to be okay. they clutch at each other, both of them on the edge of tears, before the entity wraps itâs hand around naimâs throat. at the screen door, ryan promises naim that heâll stay outside until arlene returns. he leans his head against the wire and raises his hand to touch naimâs through it, pressing together as much as possible through the barrier between them. even though naim knows itâs not really ryan, he leans in and savours it anyway.
what ryanâs entity gives naim is comfort. itâs reassurance, and an acknowledgmentâi know how youâre feeling and itâs okay. i know that youâre upset and iâm here for you. itâs all of the unwavering support that he canât find anywhere else, not even from his own mother. itâs the promise that this can be something which feels good, which makes him happy, which fulfills him and restores him. itâs the proof that a life with ryan is one that can bring him safety and comfort even in the most difficult circumstances. the entityâs betrayal in these moments is horrific because itâs violatory. it strikes when naim has surrendered completely, his guard absolutely lowered and his heart bared. naim is a boy who has spent his entire life fearing this part of himself. the entity coaxes him to bare it and then punishes him for it.
the more i think about the bus scene in leviticus the funnier it gets. like they just discovered that they will be eternally followed and tortured by this monster that looks like each other and theyre on this bus and ryans like. ok so you like me. and naim is like we are going to fucking die dude this thing is going to kill us for the rest of time and ryan is like. okay but. you LIKE like me. can i jerk you off right here right now

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â some thoughts about Leviticus
after watching leviticus, i couldnât help but put it in my top 4 â it has not left my mind since.
by the first watch, itâs a simple concept. a horror film, a monster haunting the main characters, they scream and cry a little bit, fight it off internally, the end. thanks for watching, now get up. but truly, thereâs so much more to this movie thatâs way more noticeable after a second, more focused watch. letâs break it down a little!
two souls intertwined
the most focused-on plot point, ryanâs and naimâs relationship. from the first minutes, we see their relationship being playfully/teasingly violent, which mostly comes out from ryanâs side, as thatâs what his persona is built on. theyâre rushing and pushing it. they donât give eachother a second to thoroughly explore, feel and connect, they just straight up go into it. throughout the film, their relationship evolves from a âfriends-with-benefitsâ thing to an actual, pure love and intimacy.
it becomes more collected, gentle and you can actually feel the intense tension between the two of them rather than aggressive lust, if thatâs how i can call it. naim in one way or another, as shown, introduces ryan to fragility and vulnerability.
also, what iâd like to point out cause i found it interesting! in the scene where naimâs mother has a monologue about her relationship with God; how she found God in a quote unquote, terrifying silence, how he guided her, listened to her and how she could connect with him. during that speech, ryan is shown on the frame from naimâs perspective. this somewhat clears up how naim feels about ryanâ it was never sheer curiosity, a hookup, or a half-joke, it was genuine sense of safety and comfort. until, that comfort is shattered by;
shame disguised as horror
shame haunts. it runs after you, leaves a permanent cut that scars your brain and never heals. itâs a personal feeling that belittles and consumes you wholy, much like the entity. yet, the entity not only feeds out of fear; but also out of love and attraction. we can really see it when naim instead of blatantly fighting the entity, he chooses to trick it with affectionâ and it stops completely. he chooses to stop fighting his love, for a second, and the entity malfunctions. because love can defeat fear. it represents every ugly, flawed emotion that comes along with intense love and desire. it starts to lightly crush the relationship between ryanaim, as they both slowly start to be scared of eachother. whoâs the real one? whoâs the one i love, and the other one iâm scared of? or maybe theyâre both?
another scene where queerness is represented as horror, and so as shame, is when naim goes to the police station to report hunterâs death and ryan being in danger. he gets questioned by one of the authorities; she starts going on about how, sometimes, when things get too bad mentally and turn hard to accept, they can create denial and delusions that we use to cope, run away from and replace that feeling.
after that, naim starts talking about his past relationship with eva and how it amplified his fear. kind of random to bring up a girl after talking about a monster thatâs out to get teenage boys, no?
except, that whole conversation was a perfect metaphor for how internalized homophobia feels. you donât want to accept being queer, because how can you, when the world demonizes it so greatly? and so, your only option is to ignore that, try to mend yourself into someone youâre not and replace queerness with ânormalcyâ. then you should be fine, but youâre not, because the truth still lives inside you. it can be ugly, saddening and painful, but itâs the raw truth.
a motherâs love
or more so, the lack of it.
naimâs mother, even purely at the start, is shown as âplayfullyâ mocking to naim and just feels shady. sheâs also very, very religious and sees it as something wholly personal and absolute. as a parent, itâs clear that she loves her son. but that love is tangled up in her beliefs, own fears and the inability to accept naim fully. that, as hinted in the movie, can be a result of generational trauma that lightly gets put on naim. that disorted love led her to making bad decisions and labeling it as something that âhad to be doneâ. she knew the consequences of sending naim into the healing, but she also pushed them aside and proceeded with it anyway.
hatred so deeply engraved in someone can make a crack on love and break it. she thought she was doing the right thing, but that wasnât the case, not at all. i took it as a great showcase of how, despite the church & christianity being presented as something kind and saving, itâs destructive not only to a individual, but to a group; even with years of love and depth behind them.
but familiarity isnât necessarily love. naimâs mother was neglectful, didnât particularly care about what naim had to say and never believed him, nor did she care about his troubles and fears. âwe need fear, naim.â is the most we got out of her after scarring her son and making him live with the entity for the rest of his life.
as her âbeloved sonâ comes to sleep next to her, awfully terrified because of his nightmares, she views it as him bothering her, left him completely alone and made him leave her room like itâs something to be ashamed of, needing your mother. complicated relationship with your own parent like that only fed on the shame, which played an enormous part in naimâs shame and insecurity.
i do wish their relationship was more developed, thatâs for sure, but it still proved a clear point.
the light and rocks
what really caught my attention was the intention between the light and throwing rocks. if you watch the movie carefully, naim pre-âhealingâ in the scene where he âŠ, has burning light behind him. that can be taken as a reminder that heâs just like ryan and hunter, or also can be taken as a foreshadow that heâs next in the process, and thatâs inevitable.
at hunterâs working place, when naim hides, we can see the word âiceâ several times. i stopped and thought; ice is the opposite of fire. fire is intense, all-consuming and suffocating. itâs also been used in the fights against entity.
which led me to a conclusion that not only it can hint at hunter having a totally different relationship with ryan than naim (which i will get to in a second), or how it can also symbolise his failure. he didnât have the fire âin himâ to fight against the entity, he felt defeated. hopeless. he didnât have anyone that he could live for, precisely, in a romantic connection. thatâs what led to his death, somehow. a little bit :)
now, this one is a pretty obvious one, but the boys throwing rocks at eachother also holds a meaning. in the bible, getting stoned is continuously used as a form of punishment. as in leviticus 20:13 it also is stated that lying with another man as a man is a sin and should be punished with a bloody death, you can just collide these two together. amazing religious symbolism from the director, really
and on a quick note, the snake at the beginning is supposed to represent temptation as itâs also represented in the bible. ryan plays with it, not seeing the issue, while naim is scared and tells him to stop. a rather interesting way to show the contrast between naimâs and ryanâs beliefs.
naim vs. hunter
this segment is pretty clear in the movie. hunter and naim are completely separate personalities, different people with different approaches to life. hunter mirrors ryanâs tendency towards violence, throwing the rocks, aggressively making out with him; no raw connection between them, just a desperate attempt at love.
while naim grants ryan with tenderness, delicate touches, softness and passion. he gets a unsual (for him) outlook on love and how it should really feel, which deepens his feelings at their core.
the bus scene
the bus scene is a very talked about topic, but personally, not for the right reason. itâs not meant to be perceived as âhotâ, itâs a perfect, short performance that lays out ryanaimâs acceptance for the audience beautifully.
couple of minutes before getting on to that bus, a girl tells them that being with eachother only deepens the entity and makes it worse for them both to bear. nonetheless, they push that thought aside and confidently express their love to eachother. harm doesnât concern neither ryan nor naim, they both just crave eachother and thatâs what matters most.
in addition to that, in a public transport. in a scenery that can ruin their lives and danger them. thereâs not a moment when one says âwhat if someone sees us?ââ no. itâs their moment, their shared time and devotion. their realization of oneâs feelings (ryan realising naim likes him back and vice versa because the entity takes the form of a person you like most) not only intensifies the scene, but makes it much more wholesome and full of emotions. theyâre giggling, smiling at each other,
theyâre safe in eachothers arms without a care in the world.
it never stops, but it gets better
the ending is one of my favourite 5 minutes of the film lol. naim finally chooses to fight both for himself and for ryan. he doesnât comply to his mother, he leaves and finds ryan exactly where he thought he would be.
âplease tell me itâs really youâ with teary eyes that meet naimâs, with a soft little smile. not only that, but after they get on the bus, naim still sees the entity. lurking at him, waiting. but even so, he doesnât scream, heâs not scared. instead he looks at ryan, reminding himself that heâs there, with him, and so everything will be okay. he lays his head on ryanâs shoulder, and ryan allows him. he lets naim share burdens on both of them. despite everything; every trauma, every fight, every pain, every wail, theyâre with eachother. and thatâs what matters.
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Leviticus made me want to fall in love actually.
seeing the bus scene in a new light after my rewatch because ohh my god ryan was actually just so ridiculously giddy about naim liking him back. they go and talk to this girl who tells them that the entity looks like who you're most into, and ryan's shifting awkwardly from foot to foot bc welp. guess the truth abt his crush is out there now. what can you do. but then he looks to his left and naim is just as awkward, eyes flicking to him and then away. and wait, hang on a minute. ryan's entity looking like naim is a given, but naim's entity looks like him too. when jessica yells at naim he puts a protective hand on his back because that's something he feels suddenly allowed to do now, knowing what it means that naim's entity looks like him. and when they're on the bus, naim still reeling from the near miss, ryan talks him down, holds his hand, refusing to let fear ruin this. bc he's had a crush on the new kid since he came to town, and he had to work up a shit ton of courage to lead him to the mill and take that first leap of faith. he hadn't lied, when he told naim it was his first time. what he had with hunter was nothing like this. and now he's there on the bus with naim, and even after all the insane shit that's happened and is still happening, he can't help but be stupidly excited by the fact that naim likes him back. yeah this evil demonic entity might never leave them alone, but ryan's just found out naim likes him to the point that it takes his form to tempt him and as fucked up as that is it's kind of validating too. naim likes him, and he kisses ryan back when he leans in, shifts in his seat to give him more room, and you know what? fuck it. ryan's gonna give him the best hand job of his life on this bus right fucking now
okay but naim bringing his doona into his mum's room to sleep on the floor beside her bed literally gutted me in that fucking theatre bitch i think i nearly wailed out loud wdym!!! the cognitive dissonance is insane. you did this to me, how could you do this to me? you were only trying to help me, you're supposed to protect me. i can't be alone, why did you leave me like that, please mum please don't leave me like that again WHAT THE FUUUUCKKK

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