''Do you give?''
It can be a pertinent question in any relationship, but it's a particularly poignant one for the BDSM couple of Harry Lighton's kink-friendly, disarmingly affecting romance ''Pillion.''
Like most lovers, Colin (Harry Melling) and Ray (Alexander Skarsgård) have an understanding. OK, sure. Their lines are a little more firmly drawn than most. Colin does all the cooking, sleeps on the floor and wears a locked chair around his neck. (Ray keeps the key around his.) You could say the power balance isn't quite equitable.
Basically, Colin does whatever Ray wants him to, and is happy doing it. There is, as you might expect, not a small amount of leather involved. Judge if you must, but the arrangement seems to work for them.
Even among the many odd couples to grace our movie screens, Ray and Colin are a singular duo. Fay Wray and King Kong had more in common. Colin is a meek and accommodating parking enforcement officer in Bromley who lives with his parents (Lesley Sharp, Douglas Hodge) and sings in a barbershop quartet. Ray is a mysterious, terse and deadly handsome motorcyclist.
If you're wondering how they could have ever come together — most people who encounter them do — ''Pillion'' begins with a very memorable meet-cute — memorable because their coming together is almost the exact inverse of romantic-comedy fantasy.
Colin is on the way to a barbershop performance when, from the backseat of a moving car, his eye catches a blur going past. Betty Curtis' ''Chariot'' swoons on the radio. Later in the pub, they don't actually meet or even lock eyes, but Ray leaves a note to meet up, on Christmas. The date, if you can call it that, is brief. Ray says hardly a word, but Colin follows him into a dark alley. Licking of boots, and more, ensues.
''What am I going to do with you?'' says Ray afterward.