I stumbled across this hidden gem while adding to my Netflix streaming queue. It came out a couple of years ago, and I have no idea how I’d never heard of it until now. I actually watched this a little over a week ago, but am only now getting around to writing about it. I know, I know, it was wrong of me to wait so long to share this treasure with you, devoted readers. I apologize.
This movie is firmly in the “campy horror” genre, which should come as no surprise. It makes no efforts to be scary, instead just going for laughs by mocking cliches from both horror movies and gay culture. I confess I was expecting the movie to come across as very low budget, and the opening credits only reinforced this expectation. I am delighted to say that I was wrong, however. Sure, this movie isn’t going to bowl you over with its high production value, but the acting is solid, and the places where it *is* low budget work to its advantage given its campy nature.
The title of the movie is pretty accurate. Several unrelated gay couples are all attending a big weekend party somewhere. They’re forced to reserve rooms at an out-of-the-way gay bed & breakfast because they waited until the last minute to look for rooms, and all of the more convenient places were fully booked. Little do they know that this bed & breakfast is inhabited by its violently homophobic owner, her sexually-confused daughter, and her hideously mutated son. Terror ensues. Kind of like House Of 1000 Corpses meets Psycho meets, um, some movie about sexual identity issues. Then throw in some assless chaps and edible body paint, and you’ve got this movie!
Needless to say it has already been added to my Amazon wishlist!