Bruce LaBruce. Most of his work would not appeal to a general audience. Or maybe any audience. It sometimes seems adolescent in its obsession with gore. And sex. I’m not sure what to make of it. With the spread of AIDS, the experiences of many gay men has been horrific. They have seen friends, family, lovers die. At very young ages. They have experienced many of the same nightmares as people who have lived through plagues, wars, and famine. And they have lived this experience in the middle of Pleasantville. Or what must have seemed like it. I don’t know if this gives any one the license to create filth. But I think I have to give LaBruce some space.
This trailor isn’t for everyone. It wasn’t for me. Mostly because I found it crude without being interesting or funny.
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