Cheese

Rating: 2/10 (4 February 2009)

Oh, well, I suspected this movie was going to be crappy and so it was... I couldn't even bear it after an hour, I mean I'm a person living with AIDS actually and who knows how long I will be on this planet... 60 minutes was enough precious time wasted on this corny butt movie.
I penned a quick note to a friend of mine when I got back and will just spit it out here
the subject line was "Mild"
that was a typo I meant to put "milk"... a real Freudian slip! I think it ought to have been called "cheese" and finally after an hour I left it was just so hokey and contrived and predictable. there's this one scene in which he's just lost another election and the phone rings just as riot is breaking out and it's this young guy in Minnie Soda and he's saying "sir, I'm thinking of killing myself!" cause you know Anita just won her thing that night too, and... his parents are about to send him to a place to "get fixed" and Harvey says, "just LEAVE you're not sick you're not bad just go to SF, NY, LA...it doesn't matter!" and then the camera pulls back and the kid is in a wheelchair! OY!!! and the parents are just coming up the stairs with the straight-jacket or de balling equipment or whatever. and the James Franco character provides the "conflict" cause he's like "I don't want to go through another campaign" I mean was Harvey milk's love really this little "wifey" just like in some stupid ass TV show who just wants hubby home for dinner on time and is like losing her *personal* elasticity over it? horrible...
* in my letter I used a more clinical term which is also the first name of a drag performer with the last name Davis.