By Thomas M. Puhr
In Adrian
Chiarella’s Leviticus, conversion therapy somehow becomes more
nightmarish than it already is. After being subjected to a strange religious
ceremony, star-crossed teens Naim (Joe Bird) and Ryan (Stacy Clausen) are
hunted by a shapeshifting monster that assumes the appearance of its targets’
romantic interests. Though derivative—It Follows inevitably comes to
mind—Leviticus stands out for its social commentary (some parents would
rather their gay children be horrified of sex than excited by it) and aching
tenderness. It’s a sad truth that those you love most can hurt you most, but a
life of isolation is even sadder.
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