I've got a confession to make . I am what's known in some circles as a " speccy " . It hasn't really affected my life in any great degree but I do feel slightly conscious about it and do my utmost in not being photographed with my glasses down to the fact that I'd rather be photographed as a thin , bald middle aged man rather than a thin , bald , middle aged man with glasses . Which is a bit like saying I'd rather be someone with terminal cancer , AIDS and chronic heart disease than someone with terminal cancer , AIDS , chronic heart disease and emphysema . There's no absolutes in life apart from death but I do vaguely remember in my youth that being bespectacled wasn't something that was considered cool
What FOUREYES does is convey the self conscious aspect of being diagnosed as being short sighted , being prescribed specs and feeling like it's the end of the world . . Add to this the onset of puberty and it feels like the universe is changing and not for the better . Obsession mixed in with narcissism takes over and life long embarrassment seems to consume you . It does this relatively well as young Bobby reaches that age and his repressed parents try to explain the facts of life to him at the dinner table . It's not an outstanding short and the comedy is perhaps played a little too broadly but we get a very effective performance out of Jake Ryan as Bobby who is able to portray embarrassed agony very convincingly without being irritating
