Brad (Anthony Rapp), 42, of Schenectady, New York, doesn't get any hits when he joins a gay dating site, but when he impulsively changes his locale to Jamaica, he's suddenly inundated with boyfriend offers from sexy young Jamaican men. Yenny (Jimmy Brooks), 23, actually shows his face, and in a blink, Brad and Yenny are texting, video chatting and masturbating together. All the while, Brad is telling lies -- he's not a financier, and he doesn't fly to Jamaica regularly on business.
In the emotionally intense Bwoy -- Jamaican patois for "boy"; "batty bwoy" is a gay slur -- writer-director John G. Young (Parallel Sons) has made a film that takes place almost entirely on Brad's computer and phone screens, and the inherent claustrophobia of that world is painfully familiar. Rapp is superb. Brad's need for connection is so deep and so desperate that it's impossible to judge him for his lies. Brooks, seen entirely from the other side of Brad's screen, is equally fine, creating a character we both doubt and long for Brad to save. "I'm not special," he says. "I'm one of millions. I wish I was special." Bwoy gets under your skin -- and may give pause to those who walk out of the theater and immediately click on their chosen hookup/dating app. (Chuck Wilson)