Review by Sean Bugg
Rating: (2 out of 5)
Friday, 10/20/2006, 9:00 PM
Feature presentation, $9 at Lincoln Theatre
HERE’S THE GOOD news about Eating Out 2: Sloppy Seconds — you don’t need to have seen the first Eating Out in order to understand the sequel.
Here’s the bad news about Eating Out 2 — just because you understand it doesn’t mean you’ll enjoy it.
Somewhat of a star vehicle for gay former American Idol contestant Jim Verraros, Eating Out 2 is a film that wants to add more gay perspectives to the classic American teen sex comedy. Verraros plays Kyle, who’s just lost his hottie boyfriend, Marc (Brett Chuckerman), because Kyle can’t handle Marc’s unconsummated flirting with other guys.
Kyle and his two best female friends — one wants a straight boyfriend who sucks dick, the other wants to give up her sluthood for a steady boyfriend — find themselves infatuated with an impressively endowed art-class model, Troy, who seems to be wobbling on the fence between homo and hetero. When Troy expresses interest in the campus ex-gay group, Homo No More, the three friends hatch a plot for Kyle to play ex-gay and get in Troy’s pants.
Unlike Marco Dapper, who displays his full talent when dropping his robe as Troy, and Chuckerman, Verraros and his leading ladies must have strict no-nudity clauses in their contracts. Perhaps that’s why a film that boasts such a naughty double-entendre for a title plays out in such a chaste manner. Aside from a couple brief (but admittedly impressive) male full-frontals and the climactic appearance of some well-timed ejaculate (don’t ask), there’s not that much shocking or titillating on display.
That leaves Eating Out 2 to entertain with its comedy. Frankly, it would have done better with some more nudity.
Verraros is appealing enough and has some funny moments, particularly in a Homo No More support group meeting. But for the most part the movie veers wildly between second-rate American Pie rip-offs and strangely preachy ”After School Special” moments. Eating Out will likely leave you wishing you’d stayed in. — SB