"Another Gay Sequel: Gays Gone Wild"
While Todd Stephens' "Another Gay Movie" was a sophomoric, unfunny gross-out mess of a movie, it largely evaded mass derision on the grounds of "well, if straights can make juvenile teen sex romps, why not the 'mos?" I saw it at Tribeca Film Fest with a packed house of primped Hell's Kitchen gays, and while the energy in the room was great, it was tough to ignore how quiet the house got during intended "outrageous" sequences. As a follow-up where three of the four leads have opted not to return, "Another Gay Sequel" ups the first film's ante of being merely juvenile, incompetent and unfunny, and takes things to a realm that could accurately described as a disgrace to homos everywhere. The three replacement-leads are fine, I guess, if a bit bland, but "cameos" by Perez Hilton (who should never, ever, ever consider acting) and Zac Efron-lookalike porn star Brent Corrigan (who just sounds like a big gay baby when he speaks) are among the low points.
But acting aside, this movie casts more aspersion on gays than any homophobic Sandler flick ever could. It successfully perpetuates the worst sort of stereotypes that exist, encourages the worst of behaviors that are rapidly eating away at the gay community, but moving beyond my moral grandstanding here, on a base level, this just ain't funny. The jokes are dated (and in one galling case, stolen verbatim from "Romy and Michele's High School Reunion"), eye-rolling, adolescent, and when all else fails, nauseating. While the first film had a predictable "scat" joke, here we're treated to filets of skin being ripped off an asscheek, a character with shit smeared on their upper lip, and an extended sequence of characters repeatedly vomiting on each other. The gross-out humor here recalls Tom Green's "Freddy Got Fingered" more than anything, only without that film's inspired madness and borderline-disturbing grotesquerie. By the time "Gay Sequel" got around to said group-vomiting scene, I wasn't repulsed or offended, I just stared at the screen in disbelief, wondering, "who finds this shit funny?"
"Another Gay Sequel: Gays Gone Wild" opens tomorrow, August 29th, at the Quad in New York, the Sunset 5 in Los Angeles and the Gateway in Ft. Lauderdale. It expands to San Francisco and Chicago on Sept. 5, Philadelphia and Palm Springs on Sept. 12, Washington DC and Boston on Sept. 19, and Dallas and Atlanta on Sept. 26.
But acting aside, this movie casts more aspersion on gays than any homophobic Sandler flick ever could. It successfully perpetuates the worst sort of stereotypes that exist, encourages the worst of behaviors that are rapidly eating away at the gay community, but moving beyond my moral grandstanding here, on a base level, this just ain't funny. The jokes are dated (and in one galling case, stolen verbatim from "Romy and Michele's High School Reunion"), eye-rolling, adolescent, and when all else fails, nauseating. While the first film had a predictable "scat" joke, here we're treated to filets of skin being ripped off an asscheek, a character with shit smeared on their upper lip, and an extended sequence of characters repeatedly vomiting on each other. The gross-out humor here recalls Tom Green's "Freddy Got Fingered" more than anything, only without that film's inspired madness and borderline-disturbing grotesquerie. By the time "Gay Sequel" got around to said group-vomiting scene, I wasn't repulsed or offended, I just stared at the screen in disbelief, wondering, "who finds this shit funny?"
"Another Gay Sequel: Gays Gone Wild" opens tomorrow, August 29th, at the Quad in New York, the Sunset 5 in Los Angeles and the Gateway in Ft. Lauderdale. It expands to San Francisco and Chicago on Sept. 5, Philadelphia and Palm Springs on Sept. 12, Washington DC and Boston on Sept. 19, and Dallas and Atlanta on Sept. 26.
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