
“Omgneatfreak.”
Nothing can ever be too predictable with a Thai production – horror flicks like Shutter and Alone are proof of that. Me…Myself is a romance drama that sticks around in your head plainly because unlike the greater portion of romantic dramas, this doesn’t feature an all-too-familiar plot or a script that takes itself too seriously. No, Me…Myself brings you into a world of amnesia and transvesite cabarets that can only be summarized in one word: whoa.
And at the helm of it all is Ananda Everingham, who plays amnesia-suffering Tan. A gay dancer for a transvesite cabaret, he is one day robbed while making a phone call. To complicate matters, he is knocked down by a car almost immediately after, only to gain consciousness in the hospital and in the care of the guilty driver, Oom (Chayanan Manomaisantiphap). Thanks to the robbery and his failed memory, he is conveniently left without a clue to his past, and so gets to live with Oom until…something significant enough happens, which as you can imagine in a drama, does.
Although the two share almost the same amount of screentime, Chayana, despite her good looks, fails to hold a candle to Everingham, who, together with a charming character to play, great acting talent and good looks, easily takes the prize for “most attention-grabbing”. Perhaps the reason why Chayana fares so poorly besides her more experienced co-actor is her short resume in the business, Me…Myself being the first.
But what is so likable about the movie itself? Aside from Everingham who gives Tan a great boost at being endearingly, pinchably cute, kind and really, everything a woman will want in her man, the film doesn’t try overly hard on wrenching the tear gates. There is a generous amount of humour supplied by the writers, but having said that, the film isn’t a laugh-out-loud comedy, either. A good balance of wit, emotion and plot, the appropriate pacing only forces its audience to surrender to its gentle but memorable storytelling.




