After all the hype preceding the film’s release last weekend, the show was a disappointment. “Bros” was a message movie and not a comedy. The protagonist was a jerk and an egotist, and his rants were boring. He was more than an LGBTQ+ activist, he was rude and aggressive. After it bombed at the box office, he made all kinds of excuses and blamed everyone but himself.
Some compared him with another New York Jew and tagged him as the “gay Woody Allen.” Woody had a whiny voice and big sad eyes, but he could be funny. Billy Eichner simply was obnoxious. I missed the inside joke about the Hallmark movies. I found out later that his gorgeous co-star had starred in several Hallmark movies. He would be the perfect typecast for the romantic hero. Here he was played for laughs because of his muscular physique. He came across as a sweetheart. Neither of the leads seemed like real people; they were more like gay stereotypes. If Billy was out to educate the public about LGBTQ+ issues, he failed. Even the gay media panned him.
I guess that he was impressed that he managed to get in general release rather than art house or the gay/lesbian film festivals. I’ve come to expect a low budget, B-grade flick at most of the festivals. The theater was nearly empty the day I went. I suppose that says more about the fact that people still have not gone back to the movie theaters after the pandemic, when most of them were closed.
I guess I thought “The Gay Deceivers” was one of the funniest even though one of the actors was straight. It would not be considered politically correct today. My favorite line was “I may not know my flowers, but I know a bitch when I see one.” Of course, “Brokeback Mountain” truly was romantic. I don’t subscribe to the notion that only LGBTQ+ actors can play gay/lesbian/trans roles. For decades gay actors were convincing in playing straight roles. After all, it’s called “acting.” If you want a documentary, then that’s something else. One the strangest to me was a documentary about a middle-aged straight couple who for decades ran a video store in Los Angeles that only carried gay porno flicks. To them, it was just another business catering to a niche market.