My wife owes me about two movies where guys run around and blow shit up for making me sit through that piece of crap.
First off, they're not cowboys, they're SHEEPHERDERS.
Yep, all that crap you read about how “cutting edge” it is to portray “gay cowboys”.
They're sheepherders, dammit. Gay sheepherders isn't exactly news. Only you city folks could get shepherds and cowboys confused.
Second, the whole “getting together” thing was a complete sandbag. One minute they're complaining about being sick of beans, the next minute they're having anal sex (for about 10 seconds). So I was totally unconvinced about their relationship then, because as far as you can tell from the rest of the movie their relationship consists of being miserable together. Except for a couple of kisses, they have no happy moments together...
Finally, watching the movie is like being bludgeoned over the head repeatedly. There is literally no moment after they get together where the filmmaker is not trying to make some “point”. Any point made has to be made as subtly as a boot to the head.
Gah.
Wife liked it.
Gah.
Did I mention that one of the characters was named Penis?
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