Bar (Agam Schuster) and Omer (Mor Polanuer) are two Israeli lesbians who want to become mothers. And they go to a lot of lengths to become biological parents. Many of those steps involve them being a cash cow to people like genetic testers and sperm banks. And I don’t know how bad it is that this is the first place my mind went but there’s the irony in depicting some Israeli doctors obsessing with genetics.
Bar and Omer eventually learn about their genetics, choose a donor with genes that compliment them, and try to get pregnant. The film, then, depicts that arduous journey and the anxieties they feel when things go wrong the second or the third time. The second irony here is that they want to repeat the same procedures during their first try. Other couples would shake things up if they failed during their first time, right?
In fairness, Two really captures the chemistry between Polanuer and Schuster and they’re both good during their characters’ happy moments. The film’s halfway mark shows Bar and Omer finally getting good news after presumably five months worth of bad news. Apologies for the spoiler, but they eventually get pregnant, which is again, good in the fictional world. But the film seems to run out of gas once these characters finally achieve their seemingly impossible goal.
Two‘s idea, then, of giving itself enough plot ideas is to make Bar a shittier character than she already was during its previous two acts. Some people watching this might think that that it plants enough seeds to make that heel turn make sense. Or that sure, 2LGBT+ people can be just as bad as straight ones. But that heel turn still feels left field and makes the conflicts between characters mich less believable.