rented Broken Hearts Club which is a movie about a bunch of gay guys on a softball team lead by Frasier's dad who does the worst drag i've seen on film.
anyway, the film was a condensed version of Queer As Folk and not nearly as good. everyone is a cliché (and not necessarily a 'gay' cliché). count 'em with me
the guy superficial guy who learns the value of being human to his conquests the hard way, yes, the hard way. the guy who gets caught up in the drug scene and learns who his true friends are. the guy who tires of meaningless sex and, garsh, isn't there more out there? the normal guy who feels ugly next to everyone else who, the hard way, figures out how to make due with what he's got.
i suppose the makers of this thought that recycling the same ole characters doing the same ole shit and making the same ole whines with the same ole 'lessons learned' at the end with the only exception being all the bitches as well as the guys are all males would be somehow entertaining.
eh, not so much.
boring and way too long.
2 quacks outta five because there was a little eye candy - Dean Cain most of all.
