My Own Private Idaho

1991 gay movie

Rating: 12/20

Plot: In this unpopular sequel to Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, Bill and Ted decide to become male prostitutes in late 18th Century Philadelphia. Bill winds up with Yellow Fever and Ted can't stop laughing at him. "Look at your eyes, Bill! Look at 'em!" Eventually, Hitler comes along in his own time machine, and the boys, following the miraculous recover of Bill, have to stop him from using a nuclear weapon to blow up Roosevelt's ancestors and change the historical future. Oh, snap!

I can't be the only person who thinks this movie is uninspiring and flat, right? Bad acting and Shakespearean pomp suck the life out of this one, and I don't care for how this one meanders. Most, I'd assume, would find this whole ordeal pretentious, but I do like how a lot of it looks with Van Sant creating this dreamy aura while experimenting both sonically and visually. There's just too much distraction in this art schoolish affair that keeps the story from really having an emotional impact.

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