If the title doesn't tip you off in regards to what you're in for, the opening credits sequence of a go-go dancer singing a song called Watch Out For The Straights! probably will. And at that point you're either on board or the train's leaving without you.
There's an excessive number of characters for what this movie does; I feel like if they'd eliminated the older-dude-and-his-jailbait-gigolo-boyfriend subplot they could have shaved at least five minutes off of the movie without sacrificing any of the plot.
But it's really hard to fault The Gay Bed And Breakfast Of Terror for much of anything because all of its shortcomings work for it. The lousy over-the-top acting, the fact that the characters are stereotypes, the ridiculous and stupid twist endings all seem appropriate, if not deliberate. The whole movie has a large, campy sense of humor that really makes it critique-defying.
It's not a perfect movie. It may not even be a good movie. And I'm sure there are plenty of people who could verbally tear it to shreds if they were so inclined. But those people are spoilsports and no fun. The Gay Bed And Breakfast Of Terror is a lot of fun. It's fun to watch and I get the impression the actors had fun making it.
Will I watch it again? Probably not.
Did I like it better than Primer? Hell yes!
End of line.
-Sally
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