Sun 17 Aug 2008
The 13th NC Gay & Lesbian Film Festival is over and since yesterday evening I’ve seen two more films.
The Gay Bed & Breakfast of Terror is way, way better than the slasher flick from last year. It’s got a lot of genuinely funny parts and some very good physical comedy in addition to the standard gore. It has a creepy kid (check), tasty beefcake (check) and a few annoying characters one is glad to see offed (check). Unfortunately it takes a little too long winding up the pitch and in the end felt like it had run about fifteen minutes past its shelf life. That said, that is basically all I have in the way of complaints. The slapstick is top-notch, the likable characters are genuinely likable, the camp completely works and the villains chew scenery in fantastic style. Only once did I lean into The Boyf’s ear to whisper, “Jeez, where’s a fundamentalist cannibal when you need one?” There were some serious belly laughs to be had and the audience broke into applause more than once during the course of it. By the same token, I jumped in my seat more than once. Well worth watching.
This morning I caught Boystown, a Spanish film about a string of murders in a gentrifying neighborhood of Madrid. It has a lot of sass and a lot of grunge and a sweet little love story and a hot villain. I think it would make a better date movie than solo excursion – The Boyf was working – but all in all worth getting up early to see. It tended to stick a little closer than I prefer to the arrogant style of attitude-based humor – unlike Tranny McGuyver which manages to be both arrogant and self-deprecating – but it’s extremely well done and a saucier queen than I would probably enjoy it a lot more.
Then I stuck around to watch Tranny McGuyver one more time and just about split my sides seeing it again. I don’t know what it is about that movie – OK, I know: timing, writing and delivery, so the whole package – but that short just slays me.