Quite possibly the most startling piece of writing I’ve discovered this year. The thing that’s most revealing, that you need to take into account, is that it’s a remake of a film from 1970, that is an adaptation of a play from the late sixties. Chastised by a single location, it’s very much a stage play turned into a film. It burrows deep into the psyche of seven friends, as they each deal with the pressure of loving a person, or persons, of the same sex. It feels like I walked in on the most primal encounter. More than a confessional, it spurts it’s revelations like spunk choking a throat.
Darrin // Nightingale 