Another Gay Movie / Another Gay Sequel: Gays Gone Wild! Blu-ray Review
This disc swings both ways.
Reviewed by Brian Orndorf, December 11, 2011
Another Gay Movie
Perhaps feeling "American Pie" was having too much heterosexual fun, writer/director Todd Stephens ("Edge of Seventeen") concocted his own
parody picture in "Another Gay Movie," a 2006 effort that mirrors the 1999 blockbuster down to the pie-humping and insatiable teen lust. Of
course, the spin here is homosexuality, with the helmer plowing full steam ahead on this unapologetic ode to the carnal delight of men seeking
men, making a deranged farce that abuses a love of movies to buffer against the broadly staged madness of gross-out humor. Rarely funny but
always willing to distribute unabashedly provocative humor, "Another Gay Movie" is best appreciated as a purging of mischief from an
unspeakably blunt filmmaker, resulting in a Looney Tunes cartoon that features lot more anal play and exposed penises. At least 75% more if
we're talking Pepe Le Pew.
Graduating from San Torum High School, friends Andy (Michael Carbonaro), Jarod (Jonathan Chase), Griff (Mitch Morris), and Nico (Jonah
Blechman) are ready for the college adventure, yet feel intimidated by the sexual pressures of campus life. Vowing to lose their "anal virginity"
over the summer, the gang sets off on numerous adventures with hopes to entice the right partner. Cheered on by their aggressive lesbian friend
Muffler (Ashlie Atkinson), the boys find little love and lots of lust on the road to bottom glory, encountering a teacher into S&M (Graham Norton),
a randy "Survivor" winner (Richard Hatch), and numerous bedroom humiliations, helping to cement their friendship along the way.
Although debuting a full seven years after the release of "American Pie," "Another Gay Movie" is surprising faithful to the plot and careening tone
of the beloved teen comedy, reworking famous scenes to fit into Stephens's forceful comedic vision. There's the pie (Quiche Lorraine here,
simulating anal penetration), web cam misadventures of pure mortification, embarrassing bedroom interruptions from oblivious parents (including
Scott Thompson), and a plot that concerns horny dudes on the hunt for forbidden fruit. It's a stale framework, yet Stephens commits to the
parody in full, only coloring outside the lines to work in a "Carrie" tribute, while shifting every heterosexual impulse of "Pie" over to a homosexual
explosion in "Another Gay Movie." The situations are familiar, but the filmmaker is hungry to slap his own full-frontal stamp on the genre, making
the movie more than just a simple act of mimicry. In fact, the feature is so heroically vulgar, it makes "American Pie" look like a "VeggieTales"
production.
With butt plugs, engorged nipples, slappy dildos, broad gay stereotypes, drag artists (Lypsinka appears as Andy's mom), and more sniffed fingers
than one needs to see during their lifetime, the picture goes for the throat in terms of outlandish comic hijinks, always eager to rile up the viewer
with campy explosions of mugging and color. It's a bold production, utterly ferocious in its most heated moments of disconnected shtick, but
rarely does it translate to laughs. "Another Gay Movie" is more of a trainwreck viewing experience, asking audiences to observe unbridled humor
pitched at top speed, without much caution or interest in wit. With much of the feature's third act devoted to fart jokes, Stephens eventually gives
up altogether, hoping unremitting tastelessness will be enough to sate the viewer. It merely encourages a swifter dismissal.
There's a fearlessness about the movie in the manner it displays gay sex and male nudity, revealing itself to be the least modest picture of the
last 25 years. The film's audacious display is almost worth a recommendation, at least for those well aware of the insanity that's about to unfold.
However, I would trade all the swinging genitals, naked Richard Hatch shots, and shower cams for a single bellylaugh. Stephens works much too
hard for "Another Gay Movie" to simply land a few scattered titters.
Another Gay Sequel: Gays Gone Wild
Any film that opens with a comical beheading and electrocution deserves at least some praise, however faint it may be. A follow-up to the
unleashed lunacy of 2006's "Another Gay Movie," "Another Gay Sequel: Gays Gone Wild" takes this improbable franchise even further into
comedic dementia, eager to top the original picture in pure knockout vulgarity. I'd say it's a photo finish.
Off to Ft. Lauderdale for a Spring Break blowout vacation, Andy (Jake Mosser), Nico (Jonah Blechman), Jarod (Jimmy Clabots), and Griff (Aaron
Michael Davies) are at a loss for words when they arrive at their resort. Confronted with available men as far as the eye can see, the boys are
tickled when a "Gays Gone Wild" contest commences, awarding points for sexual encounters and assorted mischief. Pushed into the madness of
the week's festivities, the men are forced to consider matters of the heart before indulging their carnal desires, leading to serious questions of
self-acceptance in the middle of a sun-kissed orgy of sexual possibilities.
"Another Gay Movie" was a daring production, allowing director Todd Stephens to unleash his pent-up frustrations with Hollywood and gay
cinema, triggering a comedic machine gun that rarely paused to reload and absolutely relished audience discomfort. It certainly was an
experience to behold, even when the jokes were sprayed over the audience with runaway firehose-like subtlety.
"Gays Gone Wild" inches further across the already entirely smudged line of taste. Confronted with fresh cast members (the abrupt transition is
handled with a wink via an opening dream sequence) and assuming new confidence after his original creation scored big with the intended
demographic, Stephens heads right back to the deafening pitch of comedy that has come to define this newly minted franchise. In short: "Gays
Gone Wild" is a berserk, wince-inducing, carefree spit-take on the mating rituals of our heroes, who would like nothing more than to explore the
boundaries of their sexual appetites with the miraculously-muscled galaxy of partners surrounding them.
Opening with an eventful trip aboard the "TransAmerica" airlines, "Gays Gone Wild" takes off like a rocket through a twisted series of set pieces
that involve pranks with lube, games of human shuffleboard, fountains of vomit, blue-balled mishaps, misplaced lust, and musical numbers
serenading the joy of golden showers, and second one performed by animated pubic lice. Yes, Stephens is going for broke here, bejeweling the
production further with cameos from Scott Thompson, Amanda Lepore, RuPaul, Lady Bunny, and a few porn stars, one of whom looks litigiously
like Zac Efron (Brent Corrigan), here playing a bare-assed Merman.
Oh, and there's a supporting role saved for Perez Hilton.
The Perez idea is indicative of Stephen's inability to judge material for true comic potential. Sure, there's some wit laid out with nods toward
"Heathers," "Showgirls," "10," "Dawn of the Dead," and the Hawaiian "Brady Bunch" episode arc. However, Stephens also makes time to
showcase Perez, piggybacking on his questionable pop culture visibility, only to find himself stuck with the celebrity blogger's amateurish acting
skills. Portraying a religious zealot (a personality alteration instigated during a rocky bathroom oral sex session with a priest -- the film shows
little shame), Perez is so sloppy he can't even manage to convincingly play himself. I give the performance one MS Paint semen dribble trickling
down from a slack-jawed celebrity mouth out of five.
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