Judge Brett Cullum labels this film gayer than a Kevin Spacey/Anderson Cooper chicken wrap.
More eating and more out with little or no underwear. Opening Statement
The Eating Out trilogy seeks to lavender up the teen sex farce by being vulgar enough to make you giggle while showing off hot men. There's nothing more ambitious about the films than being naughty fun, and they succeed in being the American Pie of the GLBT world. Eating Out: All You Can Eat carries on the sexy romp tradition by offering up another helping of slapstick and beefcake.
Facts of the Case
Tiffani (Rebekah Kochan, Eating Out) has a new gay best friend named Casey (Daniel Skelton) who she meets at the funeral of the guy from the last couple of flicks in this series. He's new to Los Angeles, and doesn't know much about the "gay scene." Tiffani immediately takes him down to the gay youth center where he meets Zack (Chris Salvatore). Casey is far too shy to find out about his new crush face to face, so he and Tiffani create a fake online profile to uncover more. Problem is they use Tiffani's ex-boyfriend's pictures, and as soon as Zack falls for the online fabrication the real guy shows up back in town. Now Casey has to compete romantically with a straight guy who he posed as online. Throw in texts, video phones, old fashioned door slamming, mistaken identity, and you have a sexed up farce with plenty of full frontal male nudity.
By this third chapter either the films are getting better or I am jaded enough to know what to expect. In all likelihood it is a mixture of both. I found Eating Out: All You Can Eat to be funny and fast-moving enough to make me enjoy sitting on the couch with a bowl of ice cream and low expectations. I found the abs and pecs better than the plot, but the one liners were delivered with enough over-the-top zeal to make them work most of the time. Writer and producer Q. Allan Brocka (Rick and Steve) has turned over directing duties to Glenn Gaylord, and it seems his fast pace is pitch perfect for this kind of outing. This one flies by faster than a pair of Andrew Christian underwear coming off a cast member. It's a silly movie that never takes much seriously, but that's its charm.
The cast is a nice mix of fresh and familiar faces with a common trait uniting them. All of the leads are played by out of the closet new comers who are being given their first chance at stardom by the producers. This has been a mission for these guys since the first film, and it is neat to know that even the straight character is played by a member of the GLBT community. It helps with the chemistry needed in the sex scenes. The only exception to this rule is returning cast member Rebekah Kochan who has enough comedy chops to not have to hold a rainbow club card. But everyone else is gay, and super proud of it. The supporting cast includes a pair of serious gay icons. John Waters veteran Mink Stole (Pink Flamingos) plays the all-too-wise landlord aunt who consoles and comforts the leading man when he's down and out. In a similar turn we get Leslie Jordan (Sordid Lives) as the older gentleman who runs the gay youth center and who offers advice when the lead is moping. Both actors get a moment to shine, and they lend their credibility to a cast of first-timers. For fans of reality television, John Stallings from The Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency appears with very little or no clothes.
Technically the package is a mixed bag with solid supplements and an okay transfer. The DVD from Ariztical is nicely loaded with plenty of extras behind a quirky, hard to navigate menu. We get a fun engaging commentary featuring the director with his leads talking about shooting a sexy comedy on a budget in less than two weeks. There's an enjoyable behind the scenes featurette, and also a handful of bloopers that the actors reference during the commentary. The transfer is just fine, although dark scenes look too murky and grain filled. The stereo sound delivers the raunchy dialogue without any problem.
The Rebuttal Witnesses
If we want to get overly analytical you have to ask, "Is this movie really all that healthy for young gay men?" The film sends the message that sex is the only basis for any queer relationship, and worse that monogamy is illusive and not something to aspire to. There is also a nagging sense that a blonde promiscuous woman gets all the best lines and scenes, almost sending a message that the boys are not nearly as interesting without a straight girl with big boobs to guide them. It seems in the end Eating Out: All You Can Eat falls victim to the same moral issues you find in the teen sex comedies it is aping. It's a fun film that flirts with some dangerous ideas about sex and desirability defining someone. But that is getting serious and deep on a film that really isn't even remotely pretending to deliver a more serious message than "naked guys are hot" and "one liners are funny."
If you've enjoyed any of the films in the Eating Out trilogy then I'm sure you know what you're in for with this one. Eating Out: All You Can Eat is great fun, sexy guys, and zippy one liners with little else to support it. It ain't Shakespeare, but it is up there with Porky's and American Pie. The DVD comes fully loaded with extras that support an okay transfer.
Not guilty of thinking about anything but getting off, Eating Out: All You Can Eat is free to rip off its Andrew Christian underwear.
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