"Not nearly as interesting as the title suggests."
"Water Drops on Burning Rocks" suffers from the same title syndrome as "Smiling Fish & Goat on Fire." Similarly, in the end, the title has little relevance to the actual movie, with this one having nothing to do with it.An awkwardly stagy production/adaptation of Fassbinder's play of the same name, this "bi-sexual" piece contains a total cast of four --two of which don't show up until the end.
An older gentleman in his fifties picks up a young boy, early twenties, who's about to be engaged. Instead, the boy is turned into his pugnacious lover. "Father Knows Best" gone gay. Much inner turmoil grows within the boy, who, although attached to him, will become swayed by his girlfriend to leave. The girlfriend comes to get the lover while the oldie is gone, oldie shows up, then his ex-partner (a he/she) does too, there's a little sex, a death, and the end.
The intrigue of the title (which I found appealing) was quickly lost when the story failed to go anywhere. Adapter/director Francois Ozon offers no exposition, and as no development ensues after each act, it very speedily becomes a bore. Like a porno without the porn. And for a movie dealing predominantly with sexuality, there is hardly more than a peek --and I really mean peek-- here and there. Ozon does a much better job of tempting sexual tone and general notability with his "Criminal Lovers." Here, the scene compositions are dull, like a basic theatrical set without personality. The camera work is lazy and overly introverted. The movie wilts without any inclusion of the outside world. The only head game going on here is Ozon's convincing himself that he's accomplished anything at all.Final Verdict: F.