Relying almost exclusively on voiceover sound rather than live dialogue, director Jerry Douglas creates a compelling screenplay that tells the story of two closet cases (Idol and Garrett) imprisoned by their own macho hangups. In spite of mutual exhibitionism/voyeurism that involves two gay couples (Sommers and Flexxe, Parks and Slater) as well as a straight couple (Bionca and Brandon), the two men seem to learn nothing from their experience — except more ways to avoid facing the truth. And therein lies the rub.
In spite of a visually compelling screenplay and fine-tuned direction, the last two scenes of the tape are a let-down. The lack of resolution leaves the audience frustrated and even annoyed — where Is the rest of the story? In fact, never has a screenplay demanded a sequel as much as this one. We want to know what happens to the hero in the coming years.
And who is the hero? You can bet your bottom dollar that, in spite of the billing, It is not Ryan Idol, whose appeal wants with each out-Ing. No, the real hero is newcomer Axel Garrett, who, in spite of his trade status In the current script, shows promise of developing into a major star — if handled correctly. His vulnerability, most apparent In the final scene, marks him as something special. Let's hope that Douglas finds the right vehicle to realize the potential.