I was at the video store and asked the guy what gay-themed movie he recommended. I complained that we kept renting movies where the box had torsos on the front but once we watched the movie there was little to no erotic action. Sort of like Denied (don’t rent it!) or the tedious The M.O. of M.I (we didn’t even get past the first 15 minutes). He recommended Latter Days.
Latter Days is about Aarron, a Mormon missionary that moves to Los Angeles to do his two-year missionary service. This is one of the things I have always admired about the Mormon church. The expectation that you must complete service before you are fully an adult (at least for men – I believe that mission for women is not required). I ask myself what would I be passionate enough to go door-to-door to talk to strangers about.
Then there’s Christian (get it? – his name is Christian) who is our standard Hollywood circuit boy, filling his days with meaningless sex and witty repartee at his waiter job at a restaurant. He has a fantastic body but wears slutty booty shorts all the time.
Christian bets his friends that he can have sex with the Mormon boy and nab his endowment – the ‘sacred panties’ as Brigitte likes to call them. The sacred undergarments.
Shit happens and sex happens and lives are destroyed and renewed and as expected the epiphany comes during a quick-cut scene involving a dance club, sweaty abs and pounding music. If only my life changed like that on the dance floor.
The highlight of the film is the scenes with the adults. Aaron’s scenes with his mother are the best moments in the movie as well as the scenes with the restaurant owner – played by Jacqueline Bissett – who is on track to being the next Colleen Dewhurst.
The best line in the movie is when Aaron chides Christian:
You’re so pretty and colorful on the outside, but inside you’re nothing but fluff. You’re like a walking, talking marshmallow Peep!
Worth a rental.