This is perhaps one of the worst gay movies I have ever seen. Think of an afternoon TV movie made by Unitarians for adolescents in Idaho. It has everything. Bad acting, bad shooting, bad lighting, bad music, bad scripting, bad casting. Oh, one thing it doesn't have is any guts. I really found it hard to imagine who could have made this movie and why. The great ethical dilemma of the main character is whether or not he should divulge evidence as a witness to events leading up to his boyfriend's near-fatal gay bashing by fellow yuppoid frat boys in some West Coast Shangri-La college. He really has to struggle with his moral obligation for days while his boyfriend is in a coma in an ICU. Whoa, dude, like what a bummer! The accompanying teenage twink titillation in the form of a shower scene in the frat house is really creepy. It did not surprise me to find that the cast's subsequent filmographies are on the thin side. So, if you run out of everything to watch, you might want to try this one, or not.
Review of Defying Gravity
